The man's steps faltered, clearly exhausted, yet he was desperately trying to escape.
"Running? Owe me money, and still dare to run?"
On horseback, a burly man with a face full of vicious flesh sneered, viciously lashing the fleeing man with his whip.
"Heh heh heh, keep running!"
The others also laughed heartily from horseback, their earsplitting laughter full of cruel mockery.
The Nether Serpent saw this, and with the appearance of an old man, promptly pretended not to notice, heading off in another direction.
At the same time, a trace of disgust and disdain flickered in the Nether Serpent's eyes, sneering coldly to itself.
These filthy and despicable humans are simply unworthy of sharing the same domain with us noble demon clan.
In the eyes of the Nether Serpent, humans are simply a combination of ignorance, greed, resentment, and cruelty...
At least when it transformed into a human form, incidents of similar kind harming each other were practically countless.
