All the monsters were seated around the table, with the guhuoniao, the matriarch, presiding at the head. Yin Tingxue stole a glance at them, inexplicably feeling that this group of demonic creatures seemed to possess a trace of humanity.
The five other monsters at the table wore expressions that varied greatly: some radiated envy, others looked indifferent, some seemed to be scheming for favor, while others glared fiercely as if ready for battle, and still others were tense and vigilant...
Regardless of how they regarded her, Yin Tingxue braced herself; she could only endure for now.
She lacked the skills of Chen Yi and had little understanding of Taoist Skills. At this table, apart from her, everyone else was a demon or ghost.
"Why isn't Sixth Sister picking up her chopsticks?"
The voice came from the fish demon at the table, who stared at the girl with a sly smile and said:
