The demon appeared taken aback before bursting out into a fit of delightful laughter. He laughed so hard that he had to hug his cramped stomach. It was a sound so carefree and endearing, one had never failed to warm Song Zhuyu's heart before, but now he only felt a surge of murderous intent rising from the depths of his soul. He gnashed his teeth so hard he could feel blood on his gum.
Stop it, he seethed inwardly. Stop laughing with that voice and face!
Song Zhuyu had always prided himself in being a level-headed man with enough composure to lay in wait until the opportunity presented itself to him, just like a seasoned predator lurking in the shadows, observing the unassuming prey. But in front of this demon, he found his patience dissipating faster than a droplet of water in the midst of the scorching desert.
He couldn't do it. He couldn't wait any longer, or he would be driven insane in the next second!