Pretending To Be A Boss
Chapter 882 - 50: The Strange Character Increases by 3

He coughed up blood, Tang Xian furrowed his brows, surprised by the power of Junlin's Heavenly Demon descent.

"The servant of the Lost God is a human, and also a little shota who has lived for hundreds of years, this is really interesting."

Junlin was momentarily stunned.

Lost God?

Was he dueling with the offspring of the Beast God?

"But to call it a servant seems somewhat incorrect. Aren't you and the Lost God more like master and disciple?" Tang Xian crouched beside this black-clad mysterious youth referred to as the shota, grinning at him.

It was indeed a boy's face, the same age as Tang and Yuan Wu.

But he did not appear as dull as Tang nor as timid as Yuan Wu did.

This young boy's face held a ferocity, like a righteous warrior who despised evil, encountering a demon.

He didn't understand why Tang Xian would help this monster.

Tang Xian thought to himself that there couldn't be a better coincidence than this.

Looking for Junlin, here is Junlin; looking for the offspring of the Lost Bird, here is also the offspring of the Lost Bird.

"You! Are you in league with the demon?"

"Don't misunderstand, I'm not with it, it is my defeated subordinate. I am here to rescue you."

Junlin's expression intensified, yet he didn't retort, only scoffed coldly.

"Allowing evil to persist is also evil, the court's lapdog, must be killed!"

"But it is not the court's lapdog; it once was, but had an awakening of conscience and defected from the court, now it's being hunted worldwide by the Beast Court."

[Who the heck had an awakening of conscience? You were the one who had it!]

Although Junlin didn't understand what the other person was saying, from Tang Xian's words, he could guess that the black-clad youth seemed to have misunderstood something.

Meanwhile, the murderous aura slightly abated.

Before the black-clad youth could speak, Tang Xian already said:

"We are all enemies of the Beast Court, not just the Beast Court. The Beast Court is only what you think is one of the shallower batch of demonic forces. There are stronger forces beyond the Beast Court."

The over-dramatic youth heard this and widened his eyes. Junlin also thought these words were strange.

Tang Xian was indeed speaking for Junlin to hear.

He continued:

"Junlin, actually I am here looking for you."

[Since I've found you, let's have a vigorous fight!]

"Do you really need to fight me to have a proper conversation?"

[I have decided, to treat you as the enemy of my life!]

"Change your decision; otherwise, you'll be in pain."

The black-clad youth felt that the situation was somewhat chaotic.

Severely injured and unable to move, he thought about his master's last words before dying, indeed mentioning that this world harbored forces more evil than the Demon Court.

But his master didn't elaborate before departing from this world.

How did this human know about it?

What is his relationship with this demon? Why do the two seem like friends yet also like enemies?

Tang Xian could sense the confusion of the black-clad youth.

Encountering the Guardian of the Lost Bird here, a powerful human, it was undoubtedly a divine sign.

Intuition told him, to conquer the Lord of Eden, both this boy, and Junlin, are extremely important, indispensable roles.

Tang Xian thought about it, and agreed to Junlin's request.

While he could still restrain Junlin, before Junlin grasped the destructor's techniques, best to let Junlin understand the harshness of socialism. Tang Xian said:

"Then let's have a fight."

Junlin's fighting spirit surged: he declared loudly:

[Great! Let's fight!]

The black-clad youth wanted to remind Tang Xian, this demon is very powerful.

But three minutes later, the severely beaten and almost dead Junlin lay beside him.

His expression then became very strange.

As if he wanted to say something but hesitated, then hesitated but wanted to say something, and in the end forgot what he wanted to say.