C112 Little Threeeyed Evil Monkey!

"You humans all deserve death! How dare you desecrate my father's remains?" (Evil Demon Language)

The temperature in the banquet hall plummeted over ten degrees.

Many guests felt a chill sweep through them, shivering uncontrollably as if a sudden gust of cold wind had passed.

"Who's there?"

Liu Feng bellowed, his body launching like a cannonball