"Then tell them now..." Lou Yan calmly raised his hand, gesturing toward the demon patriarchs and elders. "From this day on, I will personally take the seat of the Demon Lord. You, Yin Luo, will be demoted to Demon King, but given that your cultivation is still above theirs, the title of the head of the patriarch should rightfully remain yours."
"Thank you, master, no… Thank you, Demon Lord!"
Yin Luo finally felt completely at ease.
It seemed Lou Yan had no intention of killing him to take the position of Demon Lord. On the contrary, he wanted to keep him around, likely as a useful pawn in the future. That was fine. Three hundred years of cautious loyalty hadn't been in vain.
But to remain the head of the patriarch?
Yin Luo couldn't help but question it. If he was demoted to Demon King, shouldn't that place him among them, not above?
Or perhaps... Lou Yan was simply accustomed to things as they were.
Whatever the reason, his questions didn't remain unanswered for long.
