He was originally the victim, feeling utterly humiliated, and in his anger, he wanted to skin Zuan alive.
But now that I've gone from finding amusement to just enjoying it, I seem to feel much better?
At this moment, the Skin-Peeling Demon King was still fanning the flames: "That's right, this Zu fellow is truly despicable. Not only did he harm you, but he also seized your foundation and played with your women. Can you tolerate such a thing?"
As expected, the old demon king stared at Zu'an with eyes that seemed to spit fire, and his terrifying aura began to rise, ready to make a move at any moment.
Zu'an looked at the Skin-Peeling Ghost King: "Who exactly are you?"
"Of course I am the Skin-Peeling Demon King." The Skin-Peeling Demon King sneered repeatedly. "What, are you so scared that you've lost your mind, asking such an idiotic question?"
Zuan shook his head: "No, you know too much about our world, and you know too much about me. An ordinary ghost king could never do this."
The Skin-Peeling Demon King said calmly, "Since I've infiltrated your world, of course I need to investigate these things."
Zuan smiled and said, "Everyone who can participate in this trial is a king of a certain region of the Netherworld. I am the king of the ferryman of the River of Oblivion. I suppose the Demon Emperor and the Dragon King are also kings of a certain region. You must be kings of the Skinning Hell. But this is only your identity in the Netherworld. Who were you in your previous life?"
Hearing him say this, the old demon king and the dragon king looked at the skin-peeling ghost king with curiosity. They were both top figures in the world. They were just a little angry because they had been cuckolded. Now they immediately realized, "Yes, who exactly is this skin-peeling ghost king?"
He was trying to sow discord between us from beginning to end; he clearly had ulterior motives.
At this moment, the Skin-Peeling Demon King sighed: "Your mouth is indeed eloquent. I'm sure you two have both suffered from this before. As for who I am, does it really matter?"
The old demon emperor nodded in deep agreement. When he first met Zu'an, he thought the kid was very nice to talk to and just regarded him as a court jester. He never expected that he would die at Zu'an's hands in the end, and even the little demon queen was harmed by him.
The old demon king's rage points increased by 444...
The Dragon King thought to himself, "I haven't suffered any losses in this regard. I don't have much interaction with the man surnamed Zu. Of course, if he had used his silver tongue on the red fish..."
His expression instantly turned sour at the thought of certain images.
Anger from Dragon King Ao Zhan: +233 +233 +233...
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