Although Shaqila was somewhat inexperienced with worldly matters, she still possessed basic caution and logic. She didn't think this group of people she'd known for less than half a day had the ability to solve Deep Sea City's problems. If this had been the kind of large sanctuary she'd lived in before, such as a Werewolf family's castle or a Vampire family's manor, it would be different. A large family was more or less worthy of entrusting such a matter to. But Hao Ren's several-hundred-square-meter suburban old house clearly didn't look like a family residence...
Hao Ren himself was pretty depressed. I've become a man with a huge family and thriving enterprise. How am I still running into problems like this? Had Shaqila really not seen even a hint of the dignified air of a divine official who had come to save all living beings on his face?
But when he looked at the former Demon King sitting nearby, holding a newspaper and teaching his daughter Chinese characters, he remained calm. Dignified air was unreliable, after all.
Shaqila was an outsider, so they couldn't let her see too much of the secret power wielded by the investigators. But aside from that secret power, Hao Ren still had plenty to show off. He pointed at Izax beside him. "This is a High-level Demon. His combat power is equal to an entire army, no problem. If you don't believe me, I can find somewhere and have him transform for you."
Izax had been teaching Elizabeth to read. Hearing that, he raised his head with a laugh. "Are you selling me out again?"
Shaqila was completely stunned. Seeing how confident Hao Ren sounded, she actually began to believe him. But she still shook her head. "That's in the deep sea. A demon's power