Chapter sixty seven.

"Well, well." Another person stepped out of the shadow. "If it isn't the ugliest judge of the underworld,

'prince Ryan.' Elsa almost blurted it out in surprise.

She thought he had left since she had not seen him since the fight.

It was after the fight that Jay told her his identity.

Royal Prince Ryan. The seventh son of the Lycan king

Since Alexander was the ninth, he was literally Alexander's elder brother.

They weren't on the best of terms.

'Still, what is he doing here?' Elsa prepared herself for an intense fight. Although he had helped her during the previous battle, she didn't know if he was a friend or a foe.

"What are you doing here, dog? The demon judge scoffed. "This isn't your fight, so it'd be better if you could just run along."

"What paste do you use?"

"Paste—what?"

"Tooth paste." Prince Ryan smirked naughtily. "It's definitely a bad product. I mean, man—your breath is reaching me from over there—and damn—it ain't one bit nice."

The demon judge laughed out loud, clutching