At Nine Nether King's Estate, the night was slightly cool. Ning Chen returned and stood before the royal hall, carefully pondering Demonic Emperor Kunyi's order from not long ago.
An order to exterminate a clan chilled the heart, especially when the target was a powerful royal clan.
The Howling Moon Royal Clan had always kept a low profile. The world rarely heard news of this race, yet no one could deny its strength. In particular, the current Howling Moon King was said to have already stepped half a foot into the Emperor Realm, an exceptionally terrifying figure.
He did not understand why the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan had made such a decision. To wound the enemy by a thousand while losing eight hundred of one's own—the Three Demonic Emperors could not possibly fail to understand that principle.
"Why is Your Highness always so burdened with thoughts every day? Ever since he came to the estate, I have never seen him rest even for a moment."
Outside the royal hall, Shi Qing looked at the white-haired figure before it and spoke.
"Everyone has their own troubles. His Highness is not of the royal clan's direct line; for him to have come this far, it certainly could not have been luck alone."
Shi Yu sighed. "These past days, practically all the imperial relatives and noble houses in the imperial city have come to visit. Even several Imperial Princes have come. What they wish to borrow is undoubtedly His Highness's influence. The situation in the imperial city is tangled and complicated; even His Highness must deal with it carefully."
"With the Nine Nether King here, who would dare make things difficult for His Highness?" Shi Qing asked, her face full of confusion.
"The Nine Nether King is indeed powerful, but he is not