"So, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Among the demon elders, someone shouted the question aloud.
Standing at the edge of the council's sacred hall, Dai Li immediately recognized the owner of the voice.
Blessed by Pride, ranked thirty-sixth in the Elder Council—the One-Eyed Thunder Demon, Varimathras.
She was not at all surprised that this elder had raised the question.
Demons blessed by Pride were all like this—utterly arrogant.
The fact that Varimathras had not charged in and attacked right away already counted as restraint.
Still, he was ultimately a little too stupid.
That stranger named Song Siming had made his purpose clear immediately after introducing himself—
He intended to lead the demons toward prosperity.
Doubt was only natural.
To be honest, Dai Li did not believe the wild claims that this strange man had made with a few flaps of his lips.
But repeatedly asking the same question when an answer had already been given was rather low-level.
If nothing else, he could have asked about the method or means and verified the truth from another angle.
Being so blunt and repetitive, like a broken record, would not advance anything at all, and would only make the already tense atmosphere even stiffer.
Sure enough, events unfolded exactly as Dai Li had predicted.
Hovering in midair like a spirit, Song Siming casually glanced at the questioning Varimathras and gave the exact same answer as before:
"I am the key to the Demon Domain's expansion, the key that will lead you toward prosperity."
"But you aren't even a demon. How can you lead us toward prosperity?" Varimathras immediately shouted.
"I've said it many times already." Song Siming seemed to have lost his patience, his words becoming concise and cold.
"Guiding you has nothing to do with my own state."
"Enough.