Tangyu looked at Huang Sanyao and said, "You dare call yourself the Great Demon King? I think 'big crawler' fits you better. Give you a chance, confess the power behind you, or else—just die!"
Huang Sanyao looked at Tangyu with a sinister cold smile, "Humph, where did this brat with his hairs not yet full-grown come from? Though small in size, you're not short on bravado. Today I'll let you see whether you get out of here alive. Lu Zheng, do you really not care about the lives of over a hundred people? Humph, are you really not going to submit?"
"Ah, I, Lu, have lived a life with iron in my bones, I'll only live standing up. Fearing while alive, what's to fear in death? A man must die sometime, do you really think such a petty threat can scare us? Ridiculous, bumpkins will be bumpkins. Huang Sanyao, you really should be called 'little crawler,' aren't you afraid of twisting your own tongue, claiming to be the Great Demon King?" said Lu Zheng with a mocking expression.
