When the deer demon finally finished his impassioned grand plan to seize the city.
The Old Red Flood Dragon drew a deep breath.
The look in its slit pupils was rather complicated.
How was it supposed to explain this to the deer?
That Demon Emperor you speak of, whose divine might towers over the world, whose reign will endure for countless ages.
Isn't a demon at all.
She's the eldest princess of Great Tang.
This city.
Is her home.
The Old Red Flood Dragon opened its mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
It was not that it did not want to speak.
Rather, until Her Highness gave the word, it could hardly make that decision for her.
If this deer learned the truth and exploded on the spot, fled, or went mad, the aftermath would be rather difficult to handle.
With that thought.
The Old Red Flood Dragon rose and walked past Demon Emperor Juechen, its face expressionless. "Why pry into so much? Her Highness will tell you in due time. Just stay in this residence and behave yourself... You are not to touch a single person in the city. As for Her Highness's affairs, don't ask what you shouldn't."
"Otherwise, you'll be the one who dies."
Demon Emperor Juechen froze where he stood.
How had this conversation suddenly turned to dying?
He turned to look at the Old Red Flood Dragon's retreating back, suddenly feeling that he had missed some absolutely crucial piece of information.
The Imperial City.
The palace attendants were sweeping the passageways with lowered eyes and deferential expressions. Everything was as it always had been.
Until an attendant hurried into the hall.
"Your Majesty, the eldest princess has returned!"
The emperor abruptly raised his head, startled. "When did she arrive?"
"Just now... She's already outside the