"Exactly!" Su Chen continued brainwashing Gyokko. "It's precisely because you've spent so long enjoying slaughter that all your works turn out the same."
Gyokko said thoughtfully, "So I should stop eating beef, like you?"
Su Chen shook his head. "Stop eating human flesh. You're a demon. You don't eat other meat in the first place."
Conflict appeared on Gyokko's face, as though he had fallen into a dilemma.
Su Chen knew he was just one final push away. As long as he lured Gyokko into the so-called "artist" trap, he would have the initiative.
He could also use the opportunity to recover his strength and fight his way out as soon as possible.
Suddenly, footsteps came from above the basement.
The scattered footsteps drew closer and closer to the basement, until the door creaked open. "Creeeak..."
"Lord Gyokko, your superior has sent a message."
At the basement entrance, a faint shaft of moonlight shone inside, and a lesser demon stood in it.
Su Chen narrowed his eyes.
It seemed to be nighttime now. Demons outside were probably fairly active, but he had no idea exactly where this place was.
And judging by the lesser demon's tone, one of Gyokko's superiors seemed to be coming?
Was it Hantengu?
It didn't matter.
Su Chen turned to Gyokko. "Gyokko, untie me. I'll teach you art right now."
"Really?" Gyokko gave Su Chen a doubtful look, but remembering how deeply poisoned Su Chen was, and genuinely wanting to see his "art," he undid the iron chains binding him.
Su Chen moved his somewhat stiff limbs, then spotted his Nichirin Blade on the counter.
After picking up his Nichirin Blade, he noticed that Gyokko seemed to offer no resistance.
That made sense. From what the other demon had said, Gyokko wasn't the only Upper Rank