Liu Mang's final words struck Tai Yi like a bolt of lightning, draining all the former brilliance from his eyes.
He had never imagined that Liu Mang not only knew the Demon Race's greatest reliance, but that even his Big Brother, the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race, held no hope for the Demon Race's fate.
You Wen, standing nearby, had not expected that there was such a reason behind Father Emperor sending him to the Human Race.
Seeing the resentment in You Wen's heart, Liu Mang patted him on the shoulder and said softly.
"Don't think of yourself as a pawn. Some people don't even have the fate to become pawns. If you don't want to be a pawn, then you need the strength not to be one. Until you have it, be like me and obediently play the grandson."
You Wen turned to look at Liu Mang, recalling everything the two of them had experienced together.
He had seen Liu Mang treat Saints with utmost respect, and he had seen him be courteous to great powers. Even toward cultivators of equal strength, he was mild and pleasant.
Tai Yi: What the hell am I, then?
You Wen took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the unwillingness in his eyes. When he opened them again, he had become the innocent little son of the Demon Race's Heavenly Emperor once more.
"Thank you, Boss."
Noticing You Wen's change, Liu Mang nodded in satisfaction. Good thing it's You Wen, not the future Daoist Lu Ya.
After enduring the fall of the Demon Race, the cold stares of the world, and endless schemes against him, even Hong Jun would not have been able to change Daoist Lu Ya.
"Does the Demon Race truly have no hope?"
Eastern Emperor Tai Yi still refused