The little demon queen replied, "I have personally seen the corpses sent back from the front lines. The shapes of those demons are all different, but they all have one thing in common: they are big."
"Although we demons are called demons, we are actually not much different from humans. But those demons are different. Almost none of them can transform into human form, and they are also very different from ferocious beasts. Each one is a strange-looking creature that makes people feel disgusted."
Zuan nodded secretly. He had stayed in the demon race for a period of time. The cultures of the demon race and the human race were actually quite similar, only their bloodlines were different. They could communicate normally and there was no reproductive isolation between them.
But those demons are different. They are completely different species from humans and demons. They are born with destructive attributes, making it difficult for them to coexist. It's a matter of life and death.
"Do they have intelligence?" Zuan suddenly asked.
If they lack intelligence, they are just powerful ferocious beasts, which are actually quite easy to deal with.
“Yes,” the Little Demon Queen nodded. “After research, we found that they not only have intelligence, but also their own language. It’s a pity we can’t understand what they are saying, but I have sent relevant scholars to study them. We should be able to make some progress in a while.”
Zuan's heart sank. If they could speak, it seemed that the demons' society was quite advanced, which meant the battle would be troublesome.
"Do you need me to come back and help?" Zu'an looked at her with some worry. She was an orphan and a widow. She had finally secured her position on the throne, but then this happened.
"What, are you worried about me?" the little demon queen said coquettishly. "Of course I want you to come back and be with me, but I know you have a lot of things to take care of in the human realm, and I can't be so selfish."
"Don't worry, it seems that the situation here is still under control. Moreover, this is not only a crisis, but also an opportunity. I can take this opportunity to purge a large number of people who were not loyal to me and replace them with my loyal subordinates."
"Looks like I was worrying for nothing." Zu An breathed a sigh of relief. The Little Demon Queen was no mere pretty face. In a sense, she, Liu Ning, and Bi Linglong were all the same kind of people—born politicians.
"By the way, I heard that Zhao Hao of the human race died?" the Little Demon Queen asked with a hopeful look.
Zuan nodded: "That's right, he is indeed dead."
"That's wonderful!" The little demon queen jumped out of bed excitedly, which shows how much pressure Zhao Hao had put on the demon race. "How exactly did he die? Our intelligence department's analysis suggests that he was probably killed by King Qi in conjunction with various forces?"
Zuan hesitated for a moment: "That's about right, but the court here will most likely not admit it in the end, and in fact, they will most likely not punish Prince Qi."
"It was expected. This kind of infighting within the royal family has affected the country's image, so why would we announce it to the people?" The Little Demon Queen was in a good mood. "However, our demon race will definitely do some publicity to boost the morale of the soldiers and civilians. For more than a year, the morale of the demon race has been too low, and the country has been somewhat turbulent."
Seeing Zuan frown slightly, she smiled and comforted him, "You don't need to worry. This is all internal propaganda. Ordinary people of your human race don't know about our side of the information, and even if they did, they wouldn't believe it. It's the same for us demons. We just do whatever it takes to smear the other side."
Zuan thought about it and agreed. Those who knew the truth didn't care, and the lower and middle classes who didn't know the truth wouldn't believe the enemy country's propaganda. It was all good news for everyone.
The two then chatted about their recent lives, exchanged many sweet words, and finally reluctantly hung up the video player.
This thing is too expensive; even someone of Little Demon Queen's status couldn't afford it.
It's only used when there's an urgent need to transmit military information; using it for everyday video chats is a real luxury.
Zuan became even more determined to refine some communication jade slips or similar items. Even if they didn't have video calling capabilities, being able to chat on WeChat would be good enough.
After chatting with the Little Demon Queen, Zu An called Nan Xun in: "By the way, after Kong Nan Wu returned to the royal court, won't it be a problem for you to stay here alone?"
I heard Kong Nanwu mention before that her current form is actually a changui (a type of ghost), and she was able to keep her by her side by using the tiger clan's innate secret technique.
"Is the young master concerned about me? I'm so touched," Nanxun said with a grin. "Don't worry, the princess left me one of her life feathers. As long as the feather isn't destroyed, I'll be able to stay by her side as if I were still alive. Nothing will happen to me."
"That's good." Zu An thought to himself that Kong Nanwu had also given him a hair back then. He wondered if she would go bald if she kept plucking hairs like that.
"Young master, please stay here and rest today. I will serve you well." Nanxun's eyes shone with admiration. Every time she thought of the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story" that the other party had created for her, she was moved to tears.
He's probably the only one in the world who truly understands me now.
"I have important matters to attend to, I will come to see you another day."
Seeing the other person's hurried escape, Nanxun couldn't help but chuckle and mutter to herself, "The dignified Regent is so innocent. I wonder if he has a strict mistress at home."
"Hey, what do you mean by 'come back later'? There's no 'later' yet, so how can there be a 'later'..."
As Zu An emerged from Hongxiuzhao, he wiped the sweat from his brow. Nan Xun truly lived up to her reputation as the most beautiful courtesan in Hongxiuzhao; her advances had almost made him lose control.
The main reason is that the other person's identity as a female ghost feels a bit strange, and our relationship hasn't reached that point yet, so going straight into a deeper conversation...
Thinking about this, he felt a burning sensation on his face, as if similar things had happened before.
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