Moya seemed quite curious about the Immortal Brew. He heartily drank it all in one gulp, smacked his lips, and exclaimed, "This is the best wine I've had since coming here. Although it's not as good as the wine in the True Realm, it has its own unique flavor."
"Ask away, as long as it doesn't involve secrets."
"I want to know why your people have appeared and why you keep hunting the Cultivators of all clans," Chen Jiuge said seriously.
"Brother Chen, it's okay to call you that, right? Your question is frankly quite absurd. It's survival of the fittest, natural selection."
"This place is the hunting ground of our True Demon Clan, and you Cultivators are the prey, while we are the Hunters. When the harvest time arrives, we naturally come down to hunt," Moya said with a laugh.
Chen Jiuge's expression turned unsightly as he said, "Brother Moya, if that's the case, then why bother to seek cooperation with me?"
