"With your knowledge, Your Majesty, you must have heard of the various wondrous skills in all the heavens and myriad realms, right?" Zu'an asked.

“That’s natural,” the Demon Lord said, raising his chin with an arrogant expression, then frowning slightly. “Why are you asking this?”

“Now there’s a problem. I clearly didn’t kill Steward Pi. The Great Elder of the True Demon Clan and many of its members actually know this, but now they all say in unison that I killed Steward Pi…” Zuan said solemnly.

"Are you trying to say they wronged you?" the Demon Lord asked impatiently.

“No,” Zuan shook his head, “I can tell that they really think so, and not only them, even my close maids think that I killed Steward Pi. Is there some kind of skill in this world that can change the memories of living beings?”

"That's utter nonsense. How could there be such a thing in this world..." The Demon Lord was initially a little impatient, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly thought of something and fell silent. His expression changed from dark to light, clearly deep in thought.

Seeing his reaction, Zuan breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed his guess was indeed correct.

After a while, the Demon Lord raised his head and looked at Zuan with great interest: "You really make me look at you in a new light, you actually came up with such an excuse to get away with it."

Zuan replied, "This is not an excuse, but simply the truth. I believe that with the Lord's wisdom, you have already figured out who is behind this."

“There is indeed a class of professionals in the myriad realms who can do this, and there happens to be one in this dungeon right now,” the Demon Lord paused, staring at Zaun again, “but that kind of skill would alter everyone’s perception, so why are you an exception?”

Zuan's heart skipped a beat. This was also what puzzled him. He originally thought that this skill would not work on the victim, so he did not think much about it. Now, according to the words of the Demon Lord, he should theoretically believe that he killed Pi Zongguan. Could it be that he was not affected because he was not a real demon?

He reacted quickly, replying hastily, "I don't know either. Maybe there was a flaw in their skill that I just happened to stumble upon."

The Demon Lord looked him over suspiciously, but didn't dwell on the matter further: "The possibility you mentioned does exist, but we can't rule out the possibility that you really killed Pi Yanyang. Tell me in detail what happened today, without omitting any details."

"Yes..." Zu'an then told him everything that had happened. During this time, the Demon Lord kept asking questions, often pressing him on a single detail every now and then. With his unique sense of oppression, if he was lying, he would definitely not be able to escape his eyes.

However, Zuan's current mindset is naturally not intimidated by the other party's power, and besides, he did not lie about this matter.

After listening, the Demon Lord asked him more detailed questions about the end dates of each event. The more detailed his questions were, the more reassured Zu'an became, proving that the other party truly believed him.

Moreover, that mysterious being can alter everyone's memories, but if they become aware of its existence, a flaw will be revealed: the timelines will not match.

When Steward Pi died, he was riding a flying eagle back to his cave. Many demons must have seen him along the way, so it wouldn't be difficult to verify if one wanted to.

"I already know what you've said. Go back and wait for news. You are not allowed to go out casually for the time being, and you must be available for questioning at any time." The Demon Lord waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

Zuan noticed that he looked serious and seemed to have no desire to talk to him much.

He couldn't help but wonder, could that mysterious being be so feared by the Demon Lord?

He tried to find out the other party's identity and information several times along the way, but unfortunately the Demon Lord was very tight-lipped and did not reveal a single thing.

Upon seeing him emerge from the main hall, the demon envoys in front of the hall were startled and drew their weapons to surround him.

At this moment, the voice of the Demon Lord came from the main hall: "Send him back. Also, withdraw half of the guards from the True Demon Clan. As long as the rest are there, make sure the True Demon Clan doesn't escape."

Upon hearing that vast and majestic voice, Zu An thought to himself that the Demon Lord was indeed incredibly powerful.

"Yes!" Although the demon envoy in front of the palace was puzzled, he dared not ask and could only step aside to watch Zu An leave.

Zuan knew that the women must be extremely worried at this moment. If he couldn't get back in time, they might do something foolish. So he sped along at breakneck speed.

Halfway through the run, a thought suddenly struck him, and he stopped in a grove of trees: "Friend, you've been following me for so long, why not show yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a round of applause rang out from behind a large tree not far away.

"You really surprise me, Donal." A figure slowly emerged from behind the trees.

"Who are you?" Zuan sized up the other party. Unlike ordinary demons, he had more obvious human features. If this were not a demon world, he would have thought he had encountered a young master.

However, the other person was wearing a ghost mask, so his appearance was not visible.

"Who I am is not important; it is you who have aroused my curiosity." The man walked around Zaun, looking him up and down while clicking his tongue in amazement. "Donar, the young master of the True Demon Clan, although you have some skills, you are more famous for your womanizing. I didn't expect everyone to underestimate you."

Zuan did not answer, but instead became secretly on guard. He could not sense the strength of this guy. Could he be a powerful figure like the Demon Lord? How could that be?

"There's no need to be so wary of me. I didn't come here to fight you. On the contrary, I'm very curious about you. Why is your memory unaffected?" The masked man's tone was filled with surprise.

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