Seeing the approaching group of demons, Mo Fan’s demon energy surged, ready to erupt at any moment.
Though Black Wind Mountain forbade killing, as long as no one died, a fight was fair game.
Sensing the shift in Mo Fan’s demon energy, Crane Fly-Fly glanced at him, then scanned the oncoming demons and said softly, “Need my help?”
Mo Fan paused briefly, then shook his head, “Thanks for the offer, but it’s just a bunch of trash. I don’t think I’ll need to trouble you yet.”
“Oh?”
Crane Fly-Fly smiled, nodding, “Alright, I’ll watch how you handle this trash.”
With that, she stepped aside, keeping some distance from Mo Fan, and watched the scene with interest.
Mo Fan rolled his eyes, then turned to the approaching One-Eye and his group, asking, “One-Eye Captain, what’s this little act you’re putting on?”
As he spoke, Ox Demon Mighty, Red-Eye, and the other minor demons gathered around, glaring at One-Eye.
Clearly, even these minor demons could tell the visitors meant trouble.
“You’ve got it wrong, Captain Laibao. I’m not here to cause trouble, so relax a bit.”
One-Eye grinned, pointing at Mo Fan and addressing his group, “Everyone, this is the Captain Laibao I told you about, the one who replaced Scorpion Demon. His true form? A toad!”
“What?”
“A toad?!”
“Hahaha, since when can something as ugly as a toad break through to the Demon Captain realm?”
“Looks like Captain Laibao is quite something!”
“A toad reaching Demon Captain must’ve endured a lot, huh?”
“…”
The demons burst into laughter, their words dripping with mockery and scorn.
This made Mo Fan’s eyes narrow slightly.
Up close, he realised every single one of them was a Demon Captain!
“You lot…”
Mighty and the other minor demons were furious and about to speak when Mo Fan snapped, “Shut it!”
“Step back. They’re all captains—way out of your league as minor demons!”
All captains?
The minor demons’ pupils shrank, a chill running down their spines. They didn’t dare speak further, thoroughly intimidated.
A flicker of “pity” crossed One-Eye’s eyes.
“Everyone, One-Eye’s right. I’m Laibao, and my true form… well, it’s indeed a toad. But back when I came up the mountain, the Great King himself said I was a lucky demon. Got any opinions on my form?
Oh, by the way, the new White Snow Rabbit Demon—the Great King’s favourite demon maiden—is my good friend. Want me to introduce you?” Mo Fan smiled at the group of captains.
At this, the demon captains exchanged glances, surprise flashing in their eyes.
They hadn’t expected this toad captain to have such connections, even praised by the Great King himself, and a friend of the White Snow Demon Maiden. That was some serious clout!
Since the Great King called him a lucky demon, the captains didn’t dare comment further, and as for meeting the White Snow Demon Maiden, they wouldn’t dream of it.
If the Great King found out, they’d end up as a feast!
From a distance, Crane Fly-Fly’s eyes sparkled. She hadn’t expected this new Captain Laibao to be so clever, diffusing the aggressive captains’ pressure with just a few words. Impressive!
“No… no need, right? We just think Captain Laibao’s pretty impressive. Word is, you went from minor demon to captain in less than a year. That kind of skill—probably unmatched in all of Black Wind Mountain!”
“Yeah, didn’t expect Captain Laibao to be this capable. We should definitely get to know you better!”
“…”
After Mo Fan’s words, the demon captains laughed awkwardly, their earlier mockery gone.
At that moment, a burly man pushed forward, clasping his fist toward Mo Fan, “Captain Laibao, I’m Dajiao, a patrol captain under the Second General.”
“Brother Dajiao, pleasure to meet you!” Mo Fan quickly returned the gesture.
“We actually came looking for Scorpion Demon to discuss next month’s patrol duties. But One-Eye said Scorpion Demon’s dead, and you’ve taken his place, so we came to talk to you,” Dajiao explained.
So that’s it.
That damn One-Eye’s up to no good, testing me on purpose?
Mo Fan thought darkly but smiled at Dajiao, “I see. Patrol duties are easy enough to discuss. But first, let me clarify something about Scorpion Demon. I don’t know if he’s dead or alive. He vanished half a month ago, and I happened to break through to Demon Captain in that time, so I took his place.”
He then glanced at the puzzled One-Eye, saying calmly, “Captain One-Eye, I’ve told you this twice already. Why are you spreading lies? Or… do you know who killed Scorpion Demon?”
At this, the demon captains all turned to One-Eye, displeasure in their eyes.
Clearly, Mo Fan’s words differed from what One-Eye had told them, making them feel deceived.
“Uh… did you tell me before?”
One-Eye scratched his head, chuckling, “Must’ve slipped my mind. So Scorpion Demon just vanished? I thought he was dead!”
“One-Eye, you’d better stop spouting reckless nonsense!” Dajiao snorted, seeming to catch on.
“Sorry, everyone. But aren’t we here to discuss next month’s patrol with Captain Laibao?”
One-Eye gave an awkward smile, quickly changing the subject.
The demons exchanged looks, now wary of One-Eye. No one spoke, their gazes hesitant, until Dajiao said, “You suggested the patrol discussion, so you should explain.”
“This…”
One-Eye’s brow furrowed, but he nodded, “Fine, I’ll explain.”
He looked at Mo Fan, “Captain Laibao, it’s like this. We’re all patrol captains of Black Wind Mountain, so each month, we send our minor demons on patrol duties. Since you’re new, you probably don’t know the ropes. So, for next month’s patrol, your camp will handle it.
Oh, and Black Wind Mountain’s patrol isn’t complicated—just four mountain walls to cover. With your minions’ skills, it shouldn’t be an issue, right?”
At this, the demon captains all looked at Mo Fan.
Mo Fan didn’t rush to reply. Instead, he turned to Spider Demon Old Eight, asking, “Is that how it works?”
“Master, One-Eye’s explanation is very different from what we know!” Old Eight said gravely.
“Oh? Then tell me how patrol duties were assigned before.”
Old Eight thought for a moment, then said, “When Blackie Captain discussed patrols with the other captains, he always brought us along, so we’re familiar with it.
It’s simple—assignments are done by drawing lots. Each patrol period, four captains draw lots to decide which wall they’re responsible for patrolling. And the patrol period is only half a month, not a full month like One-Eye said!”
“Is that so?”
“One-Eye?”
Mo Fan looked at One-Eye, whose eyes flickered evasively.
Perhaps because all eyes were on him, One-Eye couldn’t stay silent. After a pause, he grinned, “Captain Laibao, as a new captain, what’s wrong with taking on a bit more?
Shouldn’t you…”
*Bang!*
Before One-Eye could finish, Mo Fan’s fist sent him flying.
“Damn you, I’ve put up with you long enough!”
“I thought it was just your eyesight that was bad, but now it seems your brain’s faulty too. Did you really think this captain’s an easy target?!”
