The two Demon Kings had never seen such a mighty being before. They had only heard legends.
If that was truly what he was, following him was not unacceptable. After all, he was a legendary powerhouse, and this Hell would still belong to them in the future.
"Lord of Hell, there is one question I really must ask."
Beelzebub hesitated, then asked, "As the Lord of Hell, why are you acting as a Savior? Are you putting on an act so you can devour the world?"
"I have my own purposes. Don't ask so many questions. Just obey my orders."
Andrew could not be bothered to answer. His figure swiftly vanished, leaving only his words behind: "Remember, unless I order otherwise, do not reveal my identity. If you see me, treat me as an enemy."
"Yes, Lord of Hell."
The three Demon Kings nodded together and respectfully saw Andrew off. Then the Sloth Demon King burst out laughing. "Well, now we're truly brothers. Brothers through thick and thin."
"Who the hell is your brother?"
The Gluttony Demon King and Beelzebub both cursed him out. This bastard had really screwed them over.
"You two, of course. You're my dearest friends, practically my own flesh and blood. Why else would I lead you down the Great Dao?"
The Sloth Demon King continued, "Don't argue, Beelzebub. If I hadn't recommended you to the Lord of Hell, you would already be food for the Gluttony Demon King."
"So should I thank you, then?"
Beelzebub was so angry he laughed. The Sloth Demon King replied magnanimously, "No need to be so polite. Just give me a divine artifact. Gluttony Demon King, we're family, so let's skip the pleasantries. I'll treat you to a feast, something you've never tasted before."
"I don't want delicacies. I want