Little Salami's eyes flickered slightly: "You mean Uncle Mo's accident is related to the Lord of Demons?"
Zuan shook his head slightly: "I don't know, I'm just responsible for relaying messages for the King of Inhumanity."
If you tell someone something directly, they will subconsciously doubt it.
But if you guide him properly and let him "discover" those things himself, he will believe them without a doubt because he discovered them himself.
Sure enough, little Sarah frowned slightly, clearly thinking of something.
"There's something else I'd like to ask you, Miss. I wonder if anyone has caught a woman here recently... who's very beautiful and has a... very special figure?" In the end, Zu'an didn't mention Pei Mianman's name, worried that if she remembered it, it would affect some plot points in later generations.
Little Salami shook her head slightly: "Never heard of her. What's your relationship with that woman?"
"We met by chance before." Since the other party didn't know, there was no need for Zu'an to stay any longer. "My mission is complete, so I won't disturb Miss's rest any longer."
"Hey..." Little Salami was about to call out to him when he suddenly blurred in front of her and disappeared from the spot.
"Huh?" Although little Salami is young, she is quite knowledgeable. Her opponent's move is clearly unfathomable.
"Does Uncle Mo have such a powerful friend?"
She muttered to herself for a while, then decided to go and verify it herself.
She immediately walked outside, and the guards and servants waiting outside asked her where she was going.
"Let's go play with Uncle Hulu," little Salami said innocently.
"Lord Hulu is not in the camp. He was transferred to the front lines to deal with the beastmen a few days ago," the guard replied directly, unaware of any ulterior motives.
"Then I'll go find Aunt Jieyan to play." Little Salami listened to advice and didn't pester that person.
"Lord Jieyan has gone to the shores of the South China Sea to suppress the rebellion there," another person replied.
“Oh,” a strange look flashed in little Salami’s eyes, but she didn’t show it. Instead, she immediately said, “Then I’ll go play with Uncle Aijue.”
"Lord Aijue committed a crime a few days ago and has been imprisoned." At this moment, the guards suddenly showed a nervous look, feeling that they might have revealed some secret.
"How disappointing. I'll just play by myself then." Little Salami snorted softly, quickly shifting her attention like a child, and muttered as she walked back.
The guards wiped their sweat, relieved that the other party hadn't pressed them further, otherwise the Demon Lord might have blamed them.
Kids will always be kids.
Little Salami returned to her yard, found a ball to play with, and played happily in the yard for a long time. Then, as if tired, she stretched and went back to her room, muttering to herself, "I'm sleepy. I want to take a nap."
Soon a maid came to help her to bed, and her breathing quickly became steady after she got into bed.
The maids watched with envy; children sleep so well.
After covering her with the blanket and lighting incense, he quietly slipped out.
Hearing the door close and the maids leave, little Salami, who had been fast asleep in bed, opened her eyes, showing no signs of sleepiness whatsoever.
She got up quietly, then carefully took out a magical artifact. The artifact emitted a faint light, and a small soundproof array immediately rose up around it.
After confirming that the formation was intact, she took out a mirror from her storage bag, inserted a spirit stone, and water-like ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror.
Soon a figure appeared in the mirror. Even through the mirror, a fierce aura rushed out. It was none other than the Lord of Slaughter!
He looked extremely anxious, but breathed a sigh of relief after seeing little Salami: "My dear daughter, I thought something had happened to you."
"Daddy, when are you coming back?" Little Salami pouted when she saw her father, her voice trembling with a hint of tears.
The Lord of Slaughter panicked and seemed to want to wipe away her tears through the screen: "My dear daughter, don't cry. Whoever bullied you, I will tear them to pieces."
“Nobody bullied me,” Little Salami shook her head. “I just missed you.”
"My dear daughter, your father is too busy to leave here. I will definitely come back to be with you as soon as I'm done." The Lord of Slaughter's voice also became gentle.
It took him a long time to calm his daughter down. He then asked, "Didn't Daddy say not to contact me unless it's an emergency? Has something happened?"
He knew that although his daughter was young, she was always sensible and had never contacted him easily.
“I don’t know if it’s an emergency,” Little Salami said after thinking for a moment. “Uncle Mo seems to have led his entire army to a complete annihilation not long ago, and now we don’t know if he is alive or dead.”
"What?!" The Lord of Slaughter was furious. "How could Morgard be so unreliable? The main force of the demon race has been wiped out, and he still managed to have his entire army wiped out? No wonder he can't be trusted by the Lord of Demons!"
Little Salami hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
"What's wrong, my dear daughter?" The Lord of Slaughter keenly sensed his daughter's unusual behavior.
Little Salami hesitated before saying, "The Demon Lord didn't tell me about this."
"Then where did you find out?" The Lord of Slaughter frowned as he spoke, surprised that no one had informed him of this.
“A mysterious man, who said he was entrusted by Uncle Mo…” Little Salami gave a general account of the situation of Zaun’s visit.
The Lord of Slaughter frowned: "When did Morgard get a friend like this?"
"Not only that, I was just trying to find some familiar uncles and aunts to confirm, but I found out that they have either been demoted or imprisoned. Now I can't find any familiar faces around here." Little Salami recounted what had just happened.
The Lord of Slaughter's expression changed instantly. After all, he had been the boss for so many years and immediately realized what this meant.
So he quickly said to Little Salami, "Don't tell anyone about this, especially not the Demon Lord. Keep everything that happened today to yourself and wait for me to come back!"
Little Salami's worries immediately turned to joy: "Great! I can finally see Daddy again!"
The Lord of Slaughter smiled, but the corners of his lips felt incredibly heavy, and he couldn't bring himself to smile.
I trusted the Lord of Demons so much, yet he resorted to these underhanded tactics behind my back.
...
Meanwhile, the Lord of Demons was discussing secrets with his confidant when suddenly his expression changed. He gave his confidant a look, then immediately took out a video mirror, and soon the image of the Lord of Slaughter appeared in the video mirror.
"Greetings, Lord!" The Lord of Demons hurriedly led the way in bowing.
"No need for formalities, please rise quickly." The Lord of Slaughter in the mirror had a kind expression.
"Thank you, my lord! May I ask what important matters you wish to instruct me to attend to?" The Demon Lord's voice was extremely respectful.
The Lord of Slaughter's face was full of excitement: "After years of research, I have deciphered the secrets of the Demon Clan's royal tomb. The gate is about to open. Come quickly and witness history with me to find the legendary Heavenly Court!"
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