Although Cai Luan wanted to accuse Yun Chujiu of calling their high and Mighty Devil God a gigolo, she swallowed her words when she saw the large kitchen knife in her hand.
However, she still retorted:
“What if the Devil God’s situation worsens when he leaves the Devil God Palace? Perhaps the Devil God will slowly recover if he stays in the Devil God Palace.”
Yun Chujiu had also considered this point before and said, “I will carefully observe his changes. If the situation is not good, I will send him back. So, you guard the Demon God Hall well.
“In addition, I will entrust the blood disciple to you. If he loses even a hair, I will stew you.”
Cai Luan wanted to object, but she also knew that this stinky girl always kept her word. Even if she refuted, it would be useless.
She could only say indignantly, “My ability is limited. If I rely on myself, I can not only guarantee that Kid’s safety.”