With these thoughts, Fang Xing then made his way to the Dao Platform again, expecting he might bump into the Fox Lady and would have to offer some explanation. However, upon reaching the platform, he found the people who had been thrown down still there, still cursing under their breath, some healing their wounds, others swallowing pills, while the maids and servants cleaned up. Surprisingly, the host of the Green Platform Banquet, the Fox Immortal Princess, had not yet returned.
"That human bastard, just wait until I catch him. I'll tear him apart..."
The Rhinoceros Spirit, with a thick layer of silk wrapped around its head, swayed as it cursed loudly, holding a jug of wine in one hand.
This guy truly has a thick skin; even after Fang Xing smashed his head with a stone slab, he managed to wake up not long after.
The nearby demon cultivators also chattered and cursed, echoing the Rhinoceros Spirit's complaints. But suddenly, they looked up and felt a chill run down their spine.
