"Crown Prince Golden Roc truly has great fortune to be envied by demons!"
"Only a peerless beauty like Princess Peacock is worthy of the naturally talented and handsome Crown Prince Golden Roc!"
"Indeed, Crown Prince Golden Roc and Princess Peacock are truly a match made in heaven."
...
The bridal procession was large, but mostly consisted of young demon races, whose status could not compare with figures like the Golden Roc Emperor. Though envious and jealous, they could only say flattering words of sycophancy and adulation.
Crown Prince Golden Roc stood on the back of an Emperor-level Flood Dragon, feeling the envy and jealousy of the younger generation of demons, and feeling delighted.
Thinking of Princess Peacock's enchanting, voluptuous figure, a wave of heat erupted from his lower abdomen like a volcano.
The fire he quenched with two rabbit spirits last night was rising again.
"That wretch Peacock, I must fiercely...."
Crown Prince Golden Roc thought viciously.
