He has so much money he doesn't even know where to show it off. For the past six months, he's been spending it all in the city, showing off extravagantly. I've been fed up with him for a long time.

Leng Qingcheng lightly tapped the name "Jiang Haitian" with her jade-like fingers, which were painted with black nail polish.

Lin Xian'er said from the side, "Your Majesty, I've also heard of Jiang Haitian. There are rumors circulating in the streets..."

In the Demon Breath Palace, the Empress reigns supreme, but in Demon Breath City, Jiang Haitian stands alone as a unique and outstanding figure.

Leng Qingcheng snorted and closed the booklet: "It's alright, I, the Emperor, would also like to meet such an interesting person."

He then tossed the booklet to Ding Bu'er: "Go tell Fu Yanchao that I have granted his request."

"Furthermore, in seven days, a welcome banquet will be held at the Demon Nightmare Palace for Empress Longhan. Let him bring Jiang Haitian along."

"Yes, Your Majesty, Old Ding will make the arrangements immediately..."

Ding Bu'er felt as if he had been granted a pardon and fled the palace in fear and trepidation.

"What a disgusting man."

Lin Xian'er looked at Ding Bu'er's departing figure with disdain, then obediently lay down at Leng Qingcheng's knees.

Leng Qingcheng gently stroked Lin Xian'er's cheek and whispered, "Xian'er, you are a complete woman now. If you want to find a man to relieve your desires..."

"I won't stop you, but you'd better look carefully. Only look for handsome men; absolutely do not look for ugly or smelly ones, understand?"

"Your Majesty, Xian'er only wishes to stay by your side for the rest of her life."

"This doesn't conflict with your desire for male pleasure. I'm not the kind of person who can't let go of these things. Everyone has emotions and desires, right?"

Just remember to clean it up afterwards; I don't like things dirty.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Xian'er understands."

"By the way, you can try to persuade Yu Xiyan to perform the Heavenly Demon Dance. Of course, if she's unwilling, then..."

"I won't force you. I reckon that Song Yanran, a woman who neither indulges in meat nor desires purity, has no interest in this Heavenly Demon Dance."

"Yes, Xian'er will try to persuade her."

After speaking, the two women intertwined again, engaging in another round of feigned intimacy.

...

Dream Tower.

Looking at the appointment letter for the deputy head of the Demon Breath Palace personally delivered by Fu Yanchao, Jiang Haitian remained calm and composed. He simply stood in front of the second window, happily dumping more than a dozen sacks full of spirit stones onto the street, attracting a large number of passersby to scramble for them.

Fu Yanchao cursed the spendthrift in his heart, but he still had to put on an air of "having seen all the big things" to avoid his noble image collapsing.

"Brother Jiang, the matter has been taken care of. You are now the 180th Vice-Director of the Demon Breath Palace."

Furthermore, in seven days, you will be able to accompany me to the Nightmare Palace to attend the welcoming banquet hosted by the Dragon Han Empress.

This is an unparalleled honor, Brother Jiang, are you satisfied now?

Jiang Haitian, however, was quite disdainful: "Why not hold the welcome banquet at my Dream Pavilion? Are you looking down on my Dream Pavilion?"

Fu Yanchao's forehead veins throbbed, and he cursed inwardly: Can you stop pretending, you son of a bitch?

"Brother Jiang, the Nightmare Palace has always been the venue for my Demon Breath City to receive important guests. I hope you can understand."

"What, is the Nightmare Palace more extravagant than my Dream Tower?"

"It's not a matter of grandeur or not, but that countless people from various sects in the Demon Realm will be there, and you can't possibly seat all of them here."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Haitian paused, his hand still holding the spirit stone, and turned around to adjust his sunglasses.

"I understand."

Then he took out the sound transmission stone directly.

"Useless trash. You have one day to relocate everyone around Dream Tower. Just give me whatever demolition compensation you want."

"I'm going to expand the Dream Tower, making it even bigger than the Nightmare Palace. If you can't do that, don't be my son."

"Don't worry, Dad, I've got this covered."

After saying this, Jiang Haitian casually smashed the sound transmission stone and threw it directly onto the street.

"You dare to show off to me? I've never lost to anyone before."

After muttering to himself, he kicked a sack of spirit stones downstairs.

This scene completely stunned Fu Yanchao.

"Damn it, I really don't like this act."