"I am acquainted with Kunpeng, and I saw you once when you were young."
So that was it. The Roc Demon King blinked, calculating how to escape with the Bull Demon King and the others.
"Little Rakshasa, is this truly your final choice?" the ancestor of the Ming River asked the Rakshasi.
"Ancestor, in this life, the Rakshasi has chosen him," she said with conviction.
The comfort of her body and the unknown outcome could not waver the determination in her heart.
After a long silence, the ancestor of the Ming River said, "Good!"
"Little Niu, I know your origins, but if you dare treat Little Rakshasa poorly, don't blame me for being heartless."
The ancestor of the Ming River's voice suddenly became extremely oppressive, but this pressure was directed solely at the Bull Demon King, with neither the Rakshasi nor the Roc Demon King feeling it at all.