The Flame Demon Patriarch weighed the matter in his heart.
In the end, he still stopped the Grand Elder and stared coldly at the Blood Bone Race envoy. "What do you want? Losing your life over a mere order presumably isn't what you wish, either."
The envoy, who had been frantically provoking them, froze, as if he had not expected the Flame Demon Patriarch to say such a thing.
However.
Very soon, he continued provoking them again.
"You want to bribe me? Useless... Other than the imperial decree, no one can save you lot. Same words as before—hand over all who can fight at once, or the Flame Demon Race will be traitorous rebels who disregard orders from above and intend to revolt!"
"Alas, stubborn as a rotten log."
The Flame Demon Patriarch turned to look at the Grand Elder.
"Kill them all. This pack of fools' brains are already muddled. They truly think that if they receive orders to die, they'll be able to receive a generous reward?
"You're thinking too much. With the Blood Bone Race's way of doing things, you'll only be saddled with the crime of forcing the Flame Demon Race into rebellion, and your families and clansmen will be implicated as well. At that time, the imperial family will step in, demote Blood Bone and favor Flame Demon, and naturally win our hearts."
These words came from the Flame Demon Patriarch's mouth.
Only he himself knew whether they were true. After all, under years of suppression, the untrustworthy nature of the Blood Spirit Imperial Family had already sunk deep into their Demon Hearts.
This point was not only true for outside races like them.
Among the many Blood Demon Race clans attached to the Blood Spirit Imperial Family, there were also quite a few that