As Wan Ge watched the demon collapse in front of her, realizing she couldn't get anything out of him, she turned her gaze to Sang Wan: "What did he mean by what he just said?"
Sang Wan looked at Wan Ge in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Back then, the city lord... oh no, this demon clan, told us that the demon capital wanted to attack us, and that we could only save ourselves by banding together."
"So you believed it?" The demon race is not so easily convinced by others.
Sang Wan shook her head: "Of course not! We don't believe him so easily, but he produced a secret order from the Demon Capital, which only elders of the Demon Capital have, so we have no choice but to believe him."
Wan Ge certainly knew what the secret order meant. It represented the words of the Demon King. Someone used the secret order to make this group of people help the demon from before. So what was the intention?
“It seems I haven’t been back to Yaodu for too long, and some people there have gotten a bit cocky. Let’s go back today.” After saying this, Wan Ge turned her gaze to Sang Wan: “Do you want to come to Yaodu with us?”
"Me?" Sang Wan thought about it seriously. He also really wanted to know the whole truth, to know who the mastermind was who had prevented him from making any progress in a hundred years: "Okay."
Cang Mu glanced at Wange and then at Sang Wan, his mood clearly downcast.
Wan Ge sensed it very clearly and asked in a voice only the two demons could hear, "Are you unhappy?"
"No." Cang Mu shook his head, but his unhappiness was practically written all over his face.
Wan Ge patted his head again and said softly, "Bringing him back to the demon realm will be useful. He's different from you, so don't worry about him."
A wave of emotion surged within Cang Mu. What did his sister mean when she said they were different? Was it what he thought?
My sister once said that she thought he was handsome and wanted to bring him back to the Demon Capital to be her Demon Lord.
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They were very fast on their way back to the Demon Capital, and soon they were standing at the city gate.
Cang Mu and Sang Wan, standing at the entrance, could feel the aura of the powerful demons inside. Even the ordinary city guards were at least low-level powerful demons.
They were truly standing at the gates of the Demon Capital, a place Cang Mu had never imagined. The Demon Capital looked far more magnificent and noble than any other place.
Upon seeing them standing at the door, a guard immediately stepped forward: "Who goes there? Why are you standing here?"
After putting on a mask, Wan Ge took out a token and handed it to the guard in front of her.
The guard glanced at the token in his hand, then at Wan Ge, who was wearing a mask but whose face was not transparent: "Take off the mask."
Wan Ge raised an eyebrow and said, "Didn't you see what kind of token I gave you?"
The highest-level access tokens are generally only possessed by important ministers.
"I'm sorry, sir, but everyone must remove their mask." The guard knew the token before him was significant, but they had no choice but to obey the order.
Wan Ge originally wore a mask because she didn't want to expose her identity so early. She wanted to hide her identity and return to the Demon Capital to check on the situation, but she didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
Finally, they took off their masks. The guards in front of them panicked, but not in a respectful way; rather, they were tense and afraid. They immediately lit the signal, and the other guards quickly surrounded them.
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