Wu Yunsu raised his face and stared at him. The Demon Venerable gave him a meaningful smile. "Come to my Sleeping Palace tonight and attend me in bed."
The Demon General exclaimed, "My lord! He is only a cultivator. How could he-"
The Demon Venerable said carelessly, "Are you questioning me?"
The Demon General immediately fell silent.
The Demon Venerable waved a hand. "Take him away and wash him. Remove all those things on his head. Don't let me see them again."
The Demon General immediately obeyed. Because of the Demon Venerable's sudden whim, he no longer dared manhandle Wu Yunsu and instead ushered him out with utmost deference.
Wu Yunsu's face flushed with anger, but he continued to hold himself back.
The Demon General, however, changed his tune with the wind and said with a smile, "You're a fortunate one. All these years, our Demon Venerable has devoted himself to unifying the Demon Realm. He has never had a single Demon Consort at his side, much less appointed a Demon Empress. This is the first time I've seen His Lordship take an interest in men. With some luck, you might become his first Demon Consort. Put in a little more effort, and even the position of Demon Empress could be yours for the taking."
Wu Yunsu's head buzzed. His gaze pinned the Demon General like a blade, and he could no longer restrain himself. "General," he said sarcastically, "you had better pray I don't become a Demon Consort. Otherwise, your life will be forfeit."
The Demon General's expression changed drastically, and murderous intent flared. But he quickly recalled His Lordship's temperament and suppressed the urge to kill. His tone turned cold. "...Whether you'll even survive tonight remains to be seen. Becoming a Demon Consort is a long way off.