The Demon King Must Not Be Angered

The Green Snake King looked at the man.

He wore coarse cloth and hemp, dressed very ordinarily—indeed, even rather shabbily for a place like the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

Yet he was clearly no ordinary person. His vitality and spirit were abundant, and his back stood ramrod straight.

But when the Green Snake King sensed his aura, he was merely in the True Essence Realm.

The Green Snake King could not help stopping, narrowing his eyes.

True Essence Realm?

Under his command, that was utterly worthless. Even when the royal city guards had first been assembled, none had been so weak.

This man was either a fool or deaf.

The sounds of the crowd scrambling away in blind panic, pissing themselves as they fled, had failed to rouse him.

But a deaf man should not have come to listen to music.

So he could only be a fool.

"You... why aren't you running?" After pondering for a moment, the Green Snake King spoke.

Yet Qin He acted as though he had heard nothing. He continued cracking sunflower seeds, then lifted his teacup and drained it in one gulp.

Seeing this, the Green Snake King thought, Can this fool not even understand speech? He then barked at Huang Li, "Pick up your qin and sing another song. Miss a single note, and I'll make you beg for life but be unable to die."

Huang Li trembled. She did not dare disobey in the slightest, tightening the strings of her qin once more as she prepared to sing.

The Green Snake King was a second-rank Demon King of the Myriad Demon Kingdom. He held life and death in his hands and did whatever he pleased. She could not summon the slightest thought of resistance or escape.

At the same time, the Green Snake