Chen Rui sat within the spacious interior of a magic carriage. This magic carriage was a gift Catherine had given Shea; inside was an exquisite room, utterly free of any sense of the jolting outside. Chen Rui was no stranger to such spatial artifacts. When he had first met Catherine, he had once been a prisoner in a carriage like this.
Chen Rui sat on the sofa in the sitting room, and the scene of his meeting with Catherine before leaving the Shadow Imperial Palace still lingered in his mind.
"I'm truly very confused." Catherine's eyes revealed undisguised suspicion. "There's no denying that, if examined closely, your so-called allied nation is not entirely a phantom. Perhaps... I mean, perhaps it could become a system that truly brings peace and unity to the Demon Realm. But what I cannot understand is this: you are a human, yet you want to make the Demon Realm, which could be called humanity's mortal enemy, united and strong. What is your true purpose? Unify it first, then control it?"
"You're overthinking it." Chen Rui gave a bitter smile. "I never intended to control the Demon Realm. I'm merely a lazy fellow who wants to hold his women and sleep peacefully."
"You cannot possibly be unaware that the stronger the Demon Realm becomes, the greater the threat it poses to the human world. Especially a nation like this alliance—the greatest conflicts will turn from within to without. The Demon Realm no longer has any corresponding enemies, so that external enemy can only be humanity. Were you perhaps an aristocrat cast out by the human world, planning to lead the Demon Realm's armies to destroy humanity in revenge a hundred years from now?"
"Your imagination is too rich." Chen Rui shook his head. "Have you ever considered