Black smoke billowed, and the fire raged.
Fu Hu had an indescribable smile on his face as he turned to look at Fatty. "I'm destroying the evidence."
Fu Hu did not hide his motive, and he did not want to.
"Why?"
Fatty was extremely vigilant. He had a deep suspicion of Fu Hu's identity and motive.
"I said, the less we know, the better. So what if we hand these clues over to the City Lord? He's just a demon!"
Fu Hu seemed to be stating a simple matter, causing the fatty's heart to tremble.
As expected!
Fu Hu was the same as them. He already knew that the City Lord was a demon and had a method to isolate the demonic qi.
"Then why are you still working for him?"
Fatty sized up Fu Hu. Fu Hu's limbs were relaxed, and there was no killing intent in his eyes.
But even though this posture was full of loopholes, Fatty did not dare to be the slightest bit careless.