"Young lady, it's better not to speak recklessly. Who here is a demon?" Yang Fan no longer let Ren Woxing speak rudely and stepped forward himself.
"Haha, still pretending! We originally thought you were the demon, but turns out he is too!" As soon as the woman finished speaking, a man's voice emerged from the Holy Temple crowd behind her, saying:
"They must all be demons; the other two probably just haven't shown it yet!"
"Right, if you two are demons, the rest surely aren't anything good either!"
Yang Fan chuckled, looked left at Ren Woxing's furious face, and then at Mo Ruhai and Nan Surou's speechless expressions, saying:
"I wonder where we've offended the young lady, or where we've offended the Holy Temple to be labeled as demons right away?"
"Offended? You haven't offended me, nor are you qualified to offend our Holy Temple. We just happened to encounter you demons, and as heirs of the Holy Temple, we naturally must act for the Heavenly Dao!"
