“Sir, your food delivery.”
“I… didn’t order it… Oh, thanks.”
Two minutes later. “Sir, wrong delivery. Please return it back to me.”
“I’ve already ea...
The Three-Eyed Demon King sat down with an air of superiority, picked up the half-empty jar of spirit fruit wine on the table, and poured it directly into his mouth.
The scholar rolled his eyes at it, his face full of disdain, and even moved his chair away from it.
"You're supposed to be a Demon King, and you don't even mind the wine he left behind? Don't ever say you know me again."
The Three-Eyed Demon King downed half a jar of wine in one gulp, touched the corner of his mouth, and completely ignored the scholar's mockery.
"Good wine! I remember sneaking a sip of this kind of wine at the Tree Demon Clan's camp. I never thought this kid could brew it himself. Sixiang, you're so familiar with him, get me a few jars next time."
The ghost bride didn't reply. The scholar fanned himself and continued to nag him, "You're useless. It's just a jar of spirit wine. If you want to drink it, go to the basement and buy it yourself. There's a bar he runs there that sells this kind of wine."
"I've had this before. The ones sold elsewhere aren't as good as this. I don't know how much water they've added. That kid is a heartless bastard."
The Three-Eyed Demon King complained for a moment, then got down to business.
Looking at the bright red sedan chair, it asked, "Sixiang, did that kid agree? If he tries a few more times, our plan will fall through."
The eerie bride's calm voice came from inside the sedan chair, "He promised that he wouldn't use forbidden techniques to deal with the supernatural for a year or two. This world can be maintained for another three to five years without any problem."
The scholar suddenly frowned slightly. "Why not say a few more years? That would give us more time to prepare."
"All the strange things that came to the human world have been rapidly upgraded because of him. I think it will be fine in another year or two. If not, we will try to find a way from the realm of the supernatural."
The Bride's voice suddenly turned cold, completely different from before.
The scholar and the Three-Eyed Demon King exchanged a glance, said nothing more, and then left together.