C887 The Hardships of the Strong

"It really is difficult for demonkind." Ren Ang sat cross-legged on the ground, one hand holding his chest while the other supported his chin, as he sighed.

King Flower stood by the side like a log, pretending that he was a fake flower. He had already put away half of his flower petals and his color had become much dimmer. The gold mischievously transformed itself into a long golden brick