Vladimir: "?"
Kagmo: "?"
Liu Wenjian: "..."
The three fell silent for a long while before speaking in unison:
"How could that be..."
Vladimir smiled and teased, "If Brother Wenjian were a prince-level demon, how could he possibly accept Dai Li's command?"
"Could it be that woman Dai Li has already become a Demon King?"
Since everyone riding the Blood Demon Bat was one of their own, and Dai Li was far away and nowhere nearby, Vladimir's tone became far more uninhibited.
"Hahaha, while I'm not a prince-level demon, I don't know whether local demons can sense one another."
"But surely Dai Li can't be unable to tell what Brother Wenjian is, right?"
"Then her status as a prince would be pretty damn pathetic."
Kagmo chimed in, his words thick with mockery.
"Yeah, Dai Li is famous for having a sharp eye. If she really couldn't even distinguish between prince-level and prince-rank demons, then that Bone Throne beneath her ass might as well be handed over to me... uh..."
Right as he was getting carried away, Kagmo seemed to recall something. He abruptly froze and stopped speaking.
Like a goose with its throat squeezed shut, he stared blankly as his eyes gradually turned clear and honest.
"Kagmo, why did you suddenly stop?" Vladimir failed to notice that something was wrong with Kagmo's expression and continued along the same line of thought.
"Come on, don't be scared. Dai Li isn't here."
"Even a prince-level demon's senses can't reach this far. Go ahead and say it!"
"If she really can't distinguish between prince-level and prince-rank demons, then that Bone Throne under her ass might as well be given to you, Kagmo! Hahaha..."
"Wait..." Kagmo suddenly waved a hand. His eyes were wide as he stared at Liu Wenjian, while a look of