Chu Fan could hardly help wondering whether what he saw before him was real.
The Demon Emperor of the Red Feather Clan, from the Four Realms of the Demon Domain, commanded a million elite demons. He was the invincible imperial father Chu Fan had idolized since childhood.
Yet at this very moment, he was lower than even an ant, kneeling beside a mere member of the Human Race and saying, "Chu Batian pays his respects to his master!"
The word "master" dealt Chu Fan another crushing blow head-on.
"M-master? Imperial Father, has water gotten into your brain?! Why would you call a member of the Human Race your master?" So overwhelmed was Chu Fan that he lost control of his tongue and blurted out his thoughts.
"..."
His reaction was relatively mild. Behind him, his demon subordinates were all utterly distraught, unable to accept reality.
Hearing the words "Imperial Father," Chen Juexin's group became even more certain of Chu Batian's identity as a Demon Emperor.
They clearly remembered that Chu Fan had called himself a prince earlier.
"To think that not only the Three Thousand Worlds of the Human Race, but even a Demon Emperor has submitted to the young master."
"It's not that I never imagined this happening. I just never thought it would happen so quickly."
"The young master's influence has already grown beyond anything I could imagine!"
"It seems the Demon Race's bones aren't as hard as the rumors claim. If even their Demon Emperor is like this, there's no need to mention the Demonfolk beneath him."
"No matter how hard their bones are, it means nothing before the young master!"
"All hail the young master!"
Praise, worship, and admiration for Chen Mu came from every direction.
As his older sister, Chen Juexin could not have