The twelve year old, who was shorter than him by a head, was surely a demon. Against Yi Yun, his aura was much weaker. If he did not do well, he might end up like Lian Chengyu, losing his chances at the Kingdom’s selection.
But he could not admit defeat immediately. This was the Tao tribal clan’s turf. As a member of the Tao tribal clan, he represented the tribe’s glory. To flee without a fight was too embarrassing.