Baili An furrowed his brow, listening to the words without much reaction on his face, as if he heard a joke, simply closing his eyes and remaining silent.
The Female Demon Lord raised her cold gaze indifferently, glancing at Ning Feiyan in the herbal bath, her killing intent weaving like a thread, quickly disappearing.
In the Netherworld Palace, smoke curled in loops, curtains hung long in melancholy, as wind whispered through window frames, carrying the chill of a spring night.
During this time, the Demon Lord ordered the maid to bring a new batch of herbal medicine and add it to the bath.
Though the Female Demon Lord was plotting something else, she did not renege on the previous agreement.
She unreservedly brought out the ancient secret scroll of the River Lord.
Such crucial matters were shown defenselessly to Yin Baishuang and Su Jing.
She generously lifted the prohibition on the secrets, allowing non-Demon Clan members to see the spiritually revealing text within them.
