Seeing that Shen Yuan wanted to say something, Cheng Yu cut him off first.
"Ask nothing, and say nothing. All you need to know is that everything I do is for the Demon Race and the Demon Dynasty, and that I will bear every consequence."
Shen Yuan opened his mouth several times, but ultimately said nothing. Compared with his eldest brother, who seemed stern but was actually loving, Shen Yuan feared his second brother more. Beneath that refined exterior lay a cold-blooded man.
Seeing Shen Yuan about to leave, Cheng Yu spoke again.
"Don't rush off. Give our little sister some time."
Shen Yuan stopped in his tracks. He turned to Cheng Yu and asked coldly,
"Our little sister is perfectly fine on Wangshu Mountain. Time for what?"
Silver-white eyes met golden ones.
"Time to escape Wangshu Mountain and make her way to Humankind's territory, of course."
The instant those words fell, Shen Yuan tried to teleport away, but Cheng Yu caught him. Cheng Yu's voice remained cool.
"Third Brother, don't force my hand."
Shen Yuan glared furiously at Cheng Yu.
"What? Are you going to attack me too, Second Brother?"
Cheng Yu looked him straight in the eyes.
"If necessary."
Huff! Huff! Huff!
Shen Yuan's breathing was clearly audible, and even the weather over the Demon Capital grew dark and oppressive.
The atmospheric pressure throughout the Demon Capital-no, throughout the entire Central Continent-plummeted in an instant.
In the end, Shen Yuan shook off Cheng Yu's hand and said in a low, muffled voice,
"Since when did the future of our Demon Race need a frail girl to change it? If that's really the case, then the Demon Race might as well..."
"Enough!"
Cheng Yu cut off what Shen Yuan was about to say.
Seeing that Shen Yuan still looked