Bab 1257: Who Was Going To Cry? Humph!

Gregory frowned. He looked very reluctant.

He didn't like interacting with land beasts. They were crude, barbaric and dirty. Their smell was truly unbearable.

Although this Messenger of the Beast Deity looked decent, he didn't like her. He didn't know why, but he just felt resistant and contradictory toward her.

Nevertheless, since that great lord had passed down the order, he could not refuse.

He glanced again at the red spider lily on Elvis' chest…

"Since it was the great lord's final command, I will follow through. I will give you a month's time. If you still cannot convince me to stay after a month, then I will fly straight back to Motou. With that, Gregory turned and left the meeting hall. He stretched out his wings and took flight.

Gu Mengmeng held her forehead. She was totally speechless.