"Yes, sir!"
Gu Jie's heart skipped a beat. He didn't dare to think too much and quickly agreed.
"Go ahead," Devil God Gu Guo said.
Gu Jie nodded again. Then, he got up and looked at the Blood God Clone in the distance. There was bitterness and hatred in his eyes.
"Xue Jue, your death is here."
A voice transmission landed in the Blood God Clone's ear.
"Really?" The Blood God Clone smiled gently. This Spiritual Bone Race talent was a little arrogant. Did this guy think that he could win him with the devil mark?
The anger in Gu Jie's heart surged out uncontrollably when he saw the other party disregarding him. It almost spurted out of his eyes.
He was already unhappy with the vampire Blood Son. The hatred in his heart seeped right into his bones.
This was all the other party's fault. Without that guy, he wouldn't be in such a miserable state where he wasn't even noticed by the devil god as a sidekick.
