At their level...
Every word and action had a purpose.
"There's nothing to be done. The Child of Fate's strength was a little lacking after all. If the losses were heavy, so be it!"
At a time like this, the fellow was actually showing weakness.
Daochen grew wary.
"Your Majesty has many capable people under your command. Why not give me a few and let me train them? Perhaps they could serve you in the future."
Daochen rolled his eyes at the Demon Emperor puppet before him.
"I have no desire to let them become your puppets, only to have them attack me in the end."
"However, if the Human Race wishes to establish the Human Path, merely traveling among the Primordial World's Ten Thousand Clans probably won't suffice. Since the Demon Realm has just been established, might we have the honor of touring it?"
Daochen looked at Fate as he spoke.
He was already showing him considerable respect.
After all, when the Demon Emperor personally requested something, it meant he attached considerable importance to it.
Fate looked at him in surprise.
"You actually dare to enter the Demon Realm? What if I have the Devil Ancestor trap you there?"
The danger was considerable.
It was someone else's territory, after all. With careful preparations, they truly might seal the Demon Emperor there for good.
That was why Fate found it strange. Why would Demon Emperor Daochen make such a request?
"Of course I'm afraid. How could I not be? How could I possibly not be afraid? But what difference does fear make? Fear won't solve anything. What I need to do now is help the Human Sovereign establish the Human Path as soon as possible."
"Dragging this out will harm the Human Race, harm the Primordial World even more, and