The head of the Yan family had no interest in dealing with the trivial matters between Yan Qingxin and Dongfang Mian; his mind was preoccupied with Yan Lin, who was still in the house, and he didn't know if she was still there.
But there are always some people who don't know what's good for them. For example, Dongfang Mian said with a displeased look, "Patriarch Yan, that's not how it works. Although I'm only here to study in the Demon Realm, it doesn't mean that your Yan family can slander and humiliate me at will. I came here with the earnest expectations of our two masters. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, I will go back and ask our two masters for justice."
After Dongfang Mian finished speaking, the Yan family head was completely overwhelmed. As an old fox who had once plotted to usurp the throne, this was the first time in his life that he had been threatened to the point of being pointed at.
Just as he was about to speak, a magnetic voice rang out, "Why bother with all that? I can make the decision for you."
Everyone was unconsciously drawn to the sound and looked in the direction of the voice. They saw a man of extraordinary appearance slowly walking out of the house and heading straight towards them.
Could this be the legendary Demon Lord?!
Just then, Yan Qingxin jogged forward and bowed respectfully yet with a touch of charm, saying, "Qingxin greets the Demon Lord."
Yan Lin looked up and examined her. Everyone secretly thought that the rumors were indeed true, and Yan Qingxin was indeed the Demon Lord's future wife.
After looking him over a few times, Yan Lin frowned and said with a look of disgust, "Did you eat shit? Why do you stink so much! Shut your mouth right now, it's a great disrespect to offend my nose, you know that?!"
Everyone was speechless. This Demon Lord was a completely different person when he opened his mouth and when he didn't.
The Yan family head was also furious, but there was nothing he could do. After all, Yan Lin had always been so unruly. He was the ruler of a realm, so who could really control him?
Just as everyone was making their first impression of the Demon Lord, he walked up to Dongfang Mian, gently smoothed her messy hair, and said, "Are you studying very hard?"
Everyone gasped in shock. Had the Demon Lord really taken a liking to this supreme bloodline from the God Realm who had come to train?
However, upon closer reflection, there's not much of a problem. After all, the supreme bloodline is rare in the Three Realms and is indeed worthy of the Demon Lord's high regard.
Everyone turned their attention back to Dongfang Mian, wondering how she would react to this sudden favor—would she be shy, overjoyed, or calm?
But to everyone's surprise, Dongfang Mian slapped Yan Lin's hand away with a look of disgust. "It's alright, nothing much. But the teachers are all very good, so don't forget to reward them. It seems I have no purpose here anymore. I'm going back to the God Realm. But I still have some scores to settle with the Yan family."
The people around Dongfang Mian quickly distanced themselves from her. Good heavens, who knew this person with the supreme bloodline was number one in the ability to court death? Daring to speak to the Demon Lord in such a commanding tone, she was definitely asking for trouble.
The Yan family head and Yan Qingxin were also watching the show with amusement, having already decided that they would step in and say a few nice words once Dongfang Mian was being tortured beyond endurance by the Demon Lord.
But the expected scene did not occur. The Demon Lord showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever, and instead said with a doting expression, "Okay, I understand."
Then, turning to the teachers, he said in a humble tone, "Thank you all for taking care of Mian'er these past few days. We will reward you according to your merits later."
The teachers were so excited they didn't know where to put their hands, so they could only bow deeply in gratitude to express their excitement.
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