After many years, she returned to the skies beyond the Demon Realm. The colossal ring-shaped mechanical structure slowly rotated, and the instruments showed that the Warp Channel had opened. Yet what emerged was a plain white paper umbrella spilling a soft glow.
Bai Yujun appeared, seized the paper umbrella, and flew toward the immortal palace of Beehive World.
Without alerting anyone, she Teleported into the immortal palace, drifted into the main hall, and paused in surprise at the scene before her.
To one side of the hall, Zhen Bei sat with one leg crossed over the other, flicking ash from his cigarette, while the Demon King of the Demon Realm sat beside him with a smile.
Zhen Bei nodded to the drifting Bai.
"You're back. You all zipped away for years without sending back a single message."
The slow-reacting Demon King hurriedly rose to his feet. He was so tense that he nearly stumbled, his face full of terror as he cupped his hands in salute.
"G-greetings... Your Majesty..."
Bai Yujun waved casually, found herself a seat, pulled out a jug of fruit juice, and tipped back two mouthfuls before smacking her lips.
She could not be bothered to tell whether the Hornless Demonic Fiend was truly frightened or merely putting on an act.
With a wave of her hand, stacks of documents rose into the air with a rustle, pages flipping. She multitasked as she reviewed summaries of the developments over recent years, looking over every major and minor matter. Besides learning of affairs through the reports, she also ran simulations to confirm that none of the submitted documents had been falsified. Bai Moulong took her work very seriously.
Zhen Bei gestured that the Demon King could sit. When the Hornless Demon King did not dare do so, he