Meanwhile, the Beautiful Country had fallen in its entirety, with only Washington deliberately left for last.
In less than half a day, the army swept in and completely occupied Washington, D.C.
In the presidential office of the White House, coffee was still steaming, and documents lay scattered across the floor.
The Capitol and the Pentagon stood deserted!
The Blond President, the vice president, and the heads of the pro-war conglomerates had all vanished.
Suddenly, the door burst open with a bang, and Little Muzan walked in, looking bored.
"Damn it, they all ran away?"
He immediately told the densely packed figures behind him, "Go capture those senior officials for me. Don't let a single one escape!"
"Yes, Lord Muzan!"
"Yuanli, you stay here. It would be a problem if you lost control and played with them until they died."
The demons hurried out to search at his command, leaving only the two children in the office.
Little Muzan sat in the president's chair, staring at the ceiling and yawning in boredom...
The little girl stood where she was, tapping her fingers together, lost in thought.
Ah~ A boy and a girl alone in one room. This is the opportunity I've always dreamed of!
You can do it, Yuanli. You've got this.
She slowly edged toward him, her whole body as red as a cooked shrimp, painfully bashful.
If the other demons had seen her like this, their jaws would have dropped as though they had seen a ghost.
Was this really that terrifying pervert, Upper Rank One-Yuanli, who loved torturing other demons?
"Um... Lord Muzan, it's finally just the two of us... I'm ready to serve you whenever you wish."
"Hmm?" Muzan gave Yuanli a sidelong glance, his expression strange.
She grew even more nervous. "I... I mean, um... well..."