Flower Demon House.
The finest tavern in the Ten Thousand Demon Nation!
If you had never drunk at the Flower Demon House, you could not count yourself among the prominent figures of the Ten Thousand Demon Nation!
Today, the Flower Demon House's largest private room was packed with distinguished guests. Every Great Demon wore official robes, and judging by the pressure radiating from them, every one was a top-ranking Great Demon Cultivator!
The banquet was underway. Melodious music filled the room, while beautiful girls from the various races, sporting double rows of buttons, swayed in sensual dances.
These important figures, whom one could rarely even catch a glimpse of ordinarily, were now passing cups and exchanging toasts over the feast.
"Brother," "elder brother," "dear younger brother"-all manner of respectful addresses rang out without end.
You could even see a burly black bear with an arm around a rabbit, swearing brotherhood.
You could also see a fierce tiger and an antelope holding each other's heads and sobbing, as though they were blood brothers separated for years.
All manner of sharp claws and enormous paws held all manner of wine cups, clinking them together over the table.
At that moment, they seemed like the closest of brothers.
And beyond all those clinking cups, at the seat of honor, Ouyang, dressed in a blue-green robe, laughed heartily with his cup raised. With an arm around Old Mountain Goat, he clinked cups with a strange three-legged bird beside him, calling him brother.
Old Mountain Goat's eyes were also hazy with drink. The fellow in the blue-green robe who had an arm around him seemed to speak straight to his heart with every sentence.
Talk of how the Ten Thousand Demon Nation was in turmoil, yet the empress did nothing!
Talk of how demons of