After the deer demon finally finished laying out its impassioned grand plan to seize the city.
Old Red Flood Dragon took a deep breath.
A complicated look filled his slit pupils.
How was he supposed to explain this to the deer?
The Demon Emperor Your Highness, whom you call mighty beyond compare, whose reign you claim will last for all eternity—
Wasn't a demon at all.
She was the Grand Princess of Great Tang.
And this city—
Was her home.
Old Red Flood Dragon opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say it.
It wasn't that he didn't want to.
Rather, before Her Highness gave the word, he couldn't presume to make decisions on her behalf.
If the deer learned the truth and immediately exploded, fled, or went mad, it would be rather difficult to handle.
With that in mind.
Old Red Flood Dragon rose and walked past Demon Emperor Juechen, his face expressionless. "Why are you prying into so much? Her Highness will tell you in time. For now, just stay quietly in this residence... You're not to lay a finger on anyone in the city. And don't ask about things concerning Her Highness that aren't your business."
"Otherwise, you'll be the one who dies."
Demon Emperor Juechen froze in place.
How had the conversation suddenly turned to death?
He turned to look at Old Red Flood Dragon's retreating figure, suddenly feeling as if he'd overlooked some critically important information.
Imperial City.
The palace eunuchs were sweeping the walkway with their heads bowed, and everything was as usual.
Until an eunuch hurried into the hall.
"Your Majesty, the Grand Princess has returned!"
The emperor abruptly looked up, startled. "When did she arrive?"
"Just now... She's already outside the palace gates."
The eunuch hadn't even finished speaking.