Tracking the Ox Devil, Ambushing a Devil Emperor!

Midway.

The two cats silently dropped down from the roof.

"Little Zhou Tong, has the Crape Myrtle Empire sent someone again? Are they inviting you over as a guest? Looks like the empire's situation is dire. Are you going?"

Buckwheat swished his tail as he asked.

Er Tiao immediately said from the side, "Of course she's not going. Xu Qing isn't here, and what if there's danger? That would be terrible!"

"Awoo!!!"

San Bao dragged her tiny wings as she charged down from the nearby rockery and pounced at Buckwheat, only for him to lightly dodge aside as though teasing a child.

He frowned. "But Xu Qing has a great relationship with the Third Prince. Isn't Thunder Saint Venerable pushing them around just because Ziwei Country Lord's injuries haven't healed, hoping to extort a fortune from them?"

Er Tiao glanced at Zhou Tong. "Zhou Tong surely has her own considerations, so stop worrying for nothing. Right, Zhou Tong?"

Zhou Tong smiled faintly, scooped Er Tiao up, and held him in her arms. "There's no need for us to worry about this."

In the reception hall.

The Crape Myrtle Empire's envoy had already been waiting for a long time.

He was a middle-aged man with a stern face and the bearing of someone accustomed to power.

Yet when he saw Zhou Tong enter, he hurriedly rose and respectfully bowed. "Greetings, Madam!"

Prince Zifeng spoke respectfully.

"So Prince Zifeng came in person. Forgive me for failing to welcome you properly."

Zhou Tong motioned for Zifeng to sit, and mechanical attendants immediately served tea.

Although Zifeng concealed it well, the exhaustion and anxiety in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Madam, I won't waste time on pleasantries. The Third Prince asked someone to seek your help. The Crape Myrtle Empire has truly reached