C775 The Yang Demonic Beast
The ice fog lingered, and the Shadow Devil Dual Guards hesitated to pursue, helplessly watching as Situ Yufan made his escape.
Shu Yong seethed with anger. "Damn it! He slipped through our fingers! Next time, we have to deploy the Holy Fire Butterfly sooner. We can't afford to let him get away again."
"Eldest Prince, shall we go after him?" inquired the Shadow Guard
