Su Mo looked at the little cat demon's retreating figure and slowly smiled.
He had never harbored any prejudice against the Demon Race, yet the sight of the little cat demon had still stirred something in his heart.
The little cat demon was just like a mortal child, innocent and simple, with a little goal of his own, yet such firm principles.
Yes... the Demon Race and the Human Race were merely different races. They had their treacherous villains, but they also had those born pure and innocent.
Phoenix Woman shook her head and smiled at Su Mo.
Su Mo shrugged and turned to look around the room. It really was spacious and quiet. The window faced the stream outside the building, with rows of weeping willows planted along its banks and quite a few demons walking beneath them.
A breeze blew into the room through the window, and Su Mo suddenly realized that he liked this room very much.
He had merely affirmed the little cat demon's modest dream, and the little cat demon had done everything he could to repay him.
Su Mo slowly walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside, then turned to Phoenix Woman with a smile and asked, "Tell me about your Demon Realm."
Phoenix Woman walked over to Su Mo's side and began describing some things about the Demon Realm:
Unlike the Human Race's Immortal Cultivators, the Demon Realm did not have all sorts of cultivation sects. Instead, it more closely resembled a human dynasty.
Ordinary demons lived in the Demon Realm, while demons with cultivation naturally assumed positions akin to officials in a dynasty.
But this system did not have the various regulations found in human officialdom. It was simply a natural submission to the powerful among the Demon Race.