Old White Ape was no fool, and he understood human culture extremely well. He could not possibly have been so naive as to think those remarks alone could muddy the waters within the Human Race.
Besides, Old White Ape's usual approach was to make a great show of inconsequential matters while keeping his true trump card hidden.
Just like that time in Barbarian City, when he had focused everyone's attention on Barbarian City and the auction. Even up until her death, the Nine-Tailed Fox had never known that she herself was the real target.
"If you keep holding back your killing move, I'll have to strike first..."
Yu Mo withdrew his gaze from the window and resumed leafing through the documents in his hands, immersing himself in his busy work.
The Demon Domain.
Outside the great hall that represented supreme honor, Old White Ape had marked out a patch of land specifically to grow some perfectly ordinary flowers that did not even qualify as demon plants.
Although the rich spiritual energy of Skyvault Ravine would nourish these flowers and turn them into demon plants sooner or later, there was no telling how many years that would take.
But Old White Ape did not care in the slightest. On the contrary, he was brimming with enthusiasm.
Having just finished tending the flowers, Old White Ape brushed the dirt off his hands, turned around, and looked at a Demon King standing behind him. "What is it?" he asked with a smile.
"The turmoil within the Human Race has died down."
"It had very little effect, and we lost a batch of demon plants and Demon Crystals too..."
The Demon King looked rather displeased. "I never expected the Human Race to be so treacherous!!!"
"If the Human Race were so easy to