Perhaps noticing the Female Demon Lord sitting for a long time without moving, Zangxin tilted his head slightly, casting a secret glance.
Soon after, a Demon Minister roared in anger: "If Your Majesty remains obsessed and unenlightened, do not blame this old minister for committing treason!"
The fingertip of the Demon Minister flashed, summoning a curved demon blade, stepping like a mountain, attacking like a storm, charging at the throne with thunderous fury.
The Female Demon Lord withdrew her gaze from Baili An, not knowing whether she was disappointed or something else. She let out a self-deprecating smile, raising her hand with a look of indifference and impatience.
