"Fellow Daoist Ye, I see that your Demonic Aura is quite strong. Could it be that you're actually part of the Demon Race?"
At the banquet, Yao Xin quietly leaned toward Ye Kang and asked in a low voice.
Facing this Dragon Crown Prince who acted like they were already old friends, Ye Kang could only smile helplessly. "No, I just happened to cultivate some techniques similar to those of the Demon Race."
"Such techniques actually exist! I've only ever heard of the Demon Race practicing Human Race techniques. This is the first time I've heard of a human cultivating Demon Race techniques. Fellow Daoist, you truly are a Talented Person of the Human Race!"
"You flatter me, Crown Prince. I was only lucky, nothing more."
"Fellow Daoist, you're too modest. My Father King once said that although the Demon Race has greater innate gifts, the Human Race has a far higher ceiling. After meeting you today, I know his words are true. I feel as if we've known each other for years, Fellow Daoist. You must come to the Silver Dragon Palace sometime. I'll introduce you to my brothers."
"The Crown Prince is so generous. Then I'll be sure to pay a visit someday."
Ye Kang smiled, not taking the offer seriously.
What a joke. What kind of place was the Dragon Palace? If a human like him went there, wouldn't he be walking straight into a tiger's den?
Yao Xin might have been a naive, sweet-tempered Crown Prince, but the other members of the Dragon Clan weren't necessarily the same.
Yao Xin, however, took him at his word. His eyes lit up at once. "Wonderful! In that case, why don't I escort you, Fellow Daoist? Don't let this palace of mine fool you—it may look cumbersome, but it's