"In the northwest of the Demon Territory, no matter how strong a person is, they don't dare to act arrogantly like our Palace of the Four Cycles."
Tyler's voice was calm, steady, carrying an unquestionable authority forged through countless years of blood and conquest.
"So you don't need to worry," he continued, patting Bruce lightly on the shoulder.
"A demon lord of that level won't involve himself in the Sky family's recruitment of a son-in-law. It's children's play to him. Moreover, the Sky family's tradition is clear—only humans are eligible."
Bruce lowered his head respectfully.
"Yes, Master."
Outwardly, the relationship between Tyler and Bruce looked no different from that of any master and disciple. But in truth, it was far deeper than Max and Bella imagined.
Bruce was Tyler's true disciple.
