The hotel's king room was brightly lit.
The accompanying officials had all been dismissed to the hallway. Only four people and a tree remained in the room.
Zhang Yuanqing and Fu Qingyang stood by the window, while Ling Jun and Elder Miao's avatar stood beside the bed.
Miao Teng'er sat on the edge of the bed with reddened eyes, clutching a tissue in her hand. Her nose was red as well. Once she had confirmed that she was safe, she had broken down in tears. Her emotions had only just stabilized.
Seeing that his granddaughter had calmed down, Elder Miao said in a low voice:
"Do you know who kidnapped you?"
Miao Teng'er's barely settled emotions nearly collapsed again. Biting down on her lip, she said, "It was the Demon Lord's successor."
"What?" Ling Jun cried out in shock. "Are you sure it was the Demon Lord's successor?"
Zhang Yuanqing and Fu Qingyang "cooperatively" revealed looks of shock.
Elder Miao's gaze sharpened.
Miao Teng'er gritted her teeth.
"I'm certain!
"He had the Demon Lord's artifacts—more than one of them. Besides that, he knew some rather private things, things only the Demon Lord and I knew."
Ling Jun's expression darkened. "If only you and the Demon Lord knew, then how did he know?"
Miao Teng'er hesitated briefly. "The Demon Lord had an artifact that recorded information. He often kept it on him. Only someone who inherited the Demon Lord's belongings could possibly know those things."
She did not mention that the artifact could record audio. There were many ways to record information, but mentioning audio recordings would inevitably lead those present to think in certain directions.
"No, it's still impossible!" Ling Jun remained unconvinced. "The Demon Lord only returned to the Spirit Realm a year ago. No matter how gifted his