Trapped in the Deep Mountains (2)

"What an arrogant brat!"

Dao Qiongcang was amused. His buttocks poked and squirmed into Zhu Yike's stomach. It squeezed Old Zhu until he spat out blood and gasped for breath.

He turned toward the Divine Puppet and laughed for quite some time before he stopped. He pressed his palm down and said.

"Let's not talk about this matter for now. No one is invincible. The truth has not been revealed yet."

After a pause, he asked again. "So your original body is still recovering after your battle with the Holy Emperor?"

Jin Ren remained silent.

Was this Elder Dao really trying to get information out of him?

Who did he underestimate? What could be said and what could not be said, was he not sure of it?

Dao Qiongcang was not angry when he saw that the broken puppet did not answer.

He already had the answers to some of the questions he asked.