"That Kishirika had nothing but praise for you in my presence."
On the platform, Demon King Badigadi's booming voice reached Cui Ciyou's ears clearly, as though it carried its own echo.
His eyes shone with an indescribable mixture of curiosity and amusement.
"It has been a long, long time since I last saw her speak of anyone with such excitement."
"The last time, I believe, she was talking about that rather hopeless subordinate of hers."
As he spoke, he raised one eyebrow, a smile full of wild charm spreading across his pitch-black face.
"So even a demon king as magnanimous as I cannot help feeling a little... jealous."
"You certainly know how to strike a bargain."
"With a mere bag of gold coins from the Demon Continent, you so easily won the friendship of Demon Emperor Kishirika Kishirisu."
Kishirika was Badigadi's fiancée. So... this was jealousy.
After hearing him out, Cui Ciyou did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Now he understood.
After all that, this legendary Immortal Demon King had stormed into the heart of human territory and made such a grand spectacle simply because his fiancée had praised another man a few times in front of him?
A man's jealousy could sometimes be utterly strange, childish, and laughable.
"I think you may have misunderstood, Your Majesty."
Cui Ciyou spread his hands and explained with utmost sincerity, "Lady Kishirika and I really are nothing more than friends. At the time, I merely saw that she was in trouble and offered whatever help I could as a friend. That was all."
"Hmph! I am not jealous!"
Badigadi immediately protested loudly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, but his blustering manner was utterly unconvincing.
"She is merely Kishirika! I would never get jealous over her!"
That thoroughly