Just as Lan Yue was hoping to feast on a little more gossip, Demon King Jiang suddenly grew so furious that he foamed at the mouth and fainted on the spot.
It happened so abruptly that none of the surrounding Demon Kings reacted in time. By the time they heard the commotion, they discovered that Demon King Jiang's Demon Wife had somehow crawled over to him and was weeping with heart-wrenching grief.
"Jiang, what's wrong? Are you dying? No! How could you bear to leave me and our hundred-odd children behind?" This female devil certainly knew how to endure. She had clearly heard those inner thoughts spilling all that gossip, yet she acted as though nothing had happened, screaming until her voice nearly gave out.
The devils around them exchanged bewildered looks, plainly unable to make sense of the scene or what this Demon Wife was doing.
The Demon Kings had been delighted to watch Demon King Jiang make a fool of himself in the first place and hardly cared what happened to him. After all, if he died, they could plant one of their own in his seat in the Demon King's Hall.
Demon King Jiang's younger brother was an incorrigible wastrel who could not even beat an ordinary Demon General. How could he possibly hold on to a Demon King's position? In the end, that Demon King Position would still be theirs!
Just as the Demon Kings were considering whom to put in his place, the Sixth Highness suddenly flung out the black-and-gold sword in his hand. It shot forward and planted itself firmly between Demon King Jiang and the female devil.
Every devil heard a sharp clang. Looking closer, they saw that the sword had knocked away a long black-and-red needle, sending it flying into the wall