"Zhu Minglang, finding you is not an easy task," Hong Mo said with a smile. "Fortunately for me, there are quite a few people in this world who hold grudges against you. As long as there are grudges, I will make sure to resolve them. It seems I'm not the only one who wants to seek justice from you!"
"How persistent," Zhu Minglang scoffed. "But for someone like you, the God of Evil Wishes, why would you even need to collude with the Tianshu God Manor? In your eyes, Hua Chou is nothing more than trash, and being Hua Chou's evil hound is hardly fitting of your status." Zhu Minglang glanced at the Silent Monk Group behind him, then at the corrupt Flaunting God.
"An enemy of my enemy is my friend," Hong Mo said, smiling. "I'm giving you some time to recall the suffering you've brought me. I, Hong Mo, always return the favor a thousandfold. I wonder if you and your loved ones can endure enough torment to satisfy me. After all, I'm much harder to please than most Demon Lords."
