The demon bed was made of obsidian gemstones and cushioned with a soft black blanket. The demon king had a scar on his face and looked to be around sixty years old. His long hair was dark red with faint silver strands visible.

The Demon King Lin Kong, lying weakly on the bed, laughed twice, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood. "You've found my little grandson?"

Looking at his increasingly gray hair, it was a sign of impending death.

"Found it! Found it!"

The two demons, seeing his increasingly weak appearance, nodded with tears in their eyes. One of them waved his black sleeve, and a group of people holding cards instantly filled the spacious, palace-like room.

Lin Kong was so shocked he couldn't cough up blood. Trembling, he pointed at the group of people and looked at his two right-hand men, whom he was supporting with one hand: "These, these... are all my grandsons?"

How can his runaway daughter be so prolific?

"Those girls, are they all my granddaughters-in-law?"

Lin Kong sat up in shock as he lay dying. Although he didn't recognize his grandsons, the tender love he felt before his death brought him to tears of joy.

"Quick, quick, go get the space bracelet I used to store my treasure vault! Distribute them among my grandchildren, and make sure all my granddaughters-in-law get one too!"

An elderly man who looked like he was about to die pointed and gestured, and a group of people who had suddenly seen the light finally realized what was happening.

Straightening her robes, adjusting her hair and clothes, Song Tingwan coughed lightly and put away all the tables, chairs, teacups, and spirit drinks.

Song Siyao touched her empty hand regretfully; she had almost played a royal flush.

The next moment, she stepped forward without changing her expression, leading the group behind her to stand with their swords in hand, "We are disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect. May I ask what your purpose is in bringing us back here by force?"

As disciples of the sect leader, they are responsible for protecting those behind them when they are away from home.

His body is like bamboo, exuding righteousness.

Song Tingwan watched her younger sister's retreating figure with a sense of relief, and sighed in a daze, realizing that Ayao had also grown up very quickly in the past two years.

Lin Kong's hand trembled. "You are disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect?!"

The elderly man, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, glared fiercely at his two subordinates.

The blood of the evil demons that the Sword Inquiry Sect killed a year ago has not yet dissipated.

How did he manage to attract such a bunch of troublemakers?

If you beat the younger ones, the bunch of older ones will immediately fly over and start a massacre.

Without any room for negotiation.

What are you doing? Do you want him to die even faster?

"I'm innocent, sir! Only one of them is your grandson, but the bloodline is unclear, so we had to bring them all back."

“We didn’t hurt them. Didn’t you just see how happy they were hiding in my sleeves?”

The two demons knelt down, looking aggrieved.

They attacked right away, and the other team didn't even fight back.

If it were one of the other two demon kings' men, they would have been killed by these little guys long ago.

Song Tingwan kept smiling silently. If she hadn't known that Aji's maternal grandfather was a good demon, she would have attacked their minds with her divine sense long ago.

However, while Aji's maternal grandfather meant no harm, the other demons did not.

Once Aji learns about his background, he must immediately lead everyone away.

Of course, the reason for not leaving now, besides wanting Aji to know, is also because the Braid Demon's domain is so intractable.

After exchanging glances with his subordinates, Lin Kong looked shakily at the Wenjian Sect members, "Uh...were the kids scared? They're not very bright, but they're not bad people."

"Our Lin City and the Fog City we are in now are all good demons, each one of them cultivating honestly and diligently. Even if your elders came, they wouldn't kill us."

So don't go back and complain.

Please, I beg you.

The elders of your Sword Sect, led by Master Ningxuan, are all a bunch of lunatics.