Intervenor

Jo Tang unveiled the hood over his head and walked out of the crowd, appearing in front of tens of thousands of Dwarf Asuras.

“I... impossible...” The queen slipped out with a pale face.

But her face was not as ugly as Jo Jia’s.

“Wh… why aren't you dead?!!”

“The only reason I came back was to drag you to hell with me,” Jo Tang clamored coldly before slowly glancing at the queen, who had a pale face.

“Mother, you look surprised that I have returned. You don’t look so happy.”

Her face was numb when she heard that from her eldest son's mouth.

“D… don't talk nonsense. How can I not be happy to see you? And don't make me repeat myself. Do not call me Mother, but call me Queen.”

Jo Tang sprayed a strong breath but did not say anything in return.