Baili An had no interest in the reasons for Shu Ci's betrayal, only confused as to why the Demon Lord was telling him all this.
He looked at the silver ring nestled in his palm; its surface polished smooth, devoid of any carved patterns, with a very simplistic design, showing no extraordinary features.
After inspecting it closely for a moment, Baili An shook his head and said, "If even Your Majesty couldn't decipher the secret, how could I possibly fathom it? Your Majesty might have overestimated me."
The Female Demon Lord gazed deeply at Baili An. After a long pause, she slowly said, "Can you truly not see?"
There seemed to be an undercurrent of doubt in her tone.
Baili An frowned. "If Your Majesty doesn't believe me, then there's nothing I can do."
The Female Demon Lord's eyes were locked in the candlelight, gazing at him from afar, as she asked, "Then why do you think Shu Ci named this ring 'Xinglan'?"
This question truly seemed to make no sense.
