Old Master glanced at him, feeling a bit uneasy.
Where on earth does he get this confidence? Does he dare to brace the muzzle?
Nevertheless, he knew well how favored the Third Prince was, so he didn't ask much, and turned around to report inside.
Before long, Old Master came out again, leading him to the inner hall.
Inside the inner hall.
The Red Hell Demon Emperor, in a black robe, was leaning back on the Luohantai, nibbling on snacks while absent-mindedly reviewing memorials.
Above, a luxurious chandelier made of Fire Crystal stone radiated bright light, casting a faint red hue on his pure black robe, making him look extraordinarily noble, yet with a subtle air of ruthlessness.
"Jingming pays respect to Old Ancestor."
Shentu Jingming, seeing this, immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
The Red Hell Demon Emperor glanced at him, tossed aside the memorial, and sneered, "You rebellious traitor, you still remember to come back?"
