Even though Chen Xingzhu was well-traveled, knowledgeable, and clever, she couldn't think of a solution to such a situation.
The more it was like this, the less she dared to offend this Demon Marshal, so she had no choice but to cautiously say.
"My lord, you've had a long journey. I've already arranged food and lodging for you. Please do step into the Demon Palace."
The Demon Marshal, with a face full of bruises, perked up the moment he heard the word "eat," and saliva flowed naturally from his mouth.
"What delicious food have you got for me?"
Seeing his foolish appearance, Chen Xingzhu became even more wary inside but said respectfully.
"Just some ordinary dishes and wine. Please do me the honor."
The Demon Marshal, invigorated, stood up, and followed Chen Xingzhu's guidance, striding forward.
Chen Xingzhu followed behind the Demon Marshal, while a group of demons knelt respectfully on the ground, seeing off the Demon Marshal and the Demon General.
