Hua Chenghui Hunkers Down, Lin Changsheng's Luck Takes a Turn for the Worse

"We have news, Lord Su Xie! We have news! Demon City is asking for aid!"

The subordinate hurriedly relayed the latest information to Hua Chenghui.

Hua Chenghui frowned and said blandly, "I know."

The subordinate cautiously asked, "Lord Su Xie, should we go support Demon City?"

"That Human Race man you put a bounty on, Qin Luo, is still in Demon City."

The moment he finished speaking, he felt the air around him turn icy cold.

Hua Chenghui said coldly, "I said, I know!"

"Get out! Don't ask about things that are none of your business!"

The subordinate hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to utter another word.

Hua Chenghui had also received Xue Yuehan's plea for aid. At first, he had indeed been tempted to head to Demon City and meet Qin Luo.

If he could capture Qin Luo, his standing within the Devil Race would rise another step.

Then, he could marry Xue Yuehan and become the Devil King's true disciple rather than some outer disciple.

But upon further thought, something about this did not seem right.

He had previously received intelligence that Qin Luo had already been wanted by the Human Race's major factions.

Would the Human Race then join Qin Luo in surrounding and attacking Demon City?

There seemed to be a problem here.

Once he thought of that, he calmed down.

He had finally managed to live one more time. He cherished his life dearly.

He did not want to involve himself in anything dangerous.

"Careful sailing lasts ten thousand years," Hua Chenghui muttered.

"Wait and see!" He quickly made up his mind: he would not go!

Hunkering down might not guarantee rapid growth, but it was certainly safe.

That was what Hua Chenghui thought.

And someone else thought the same way. He saw swords