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Everyone:...

That's impressive.

While they were observing others, the demons on the road were also watching them.

In fact, their group of demons was quite strange. Even among the myriad of demon Demon Race, it was rare to see a flower demon and Jiaolong Race get together, with a cat, a rabbit, and a fox also present.

These demons were all incredibly beautiful, attracting a lot of attention wherever they went.

The mischievous demon had its eyes on the black cat tail swaying behind Qiaoqiao. Just as it reached out its hand, it was struck by a gust of wind from an unknown source. It let out a miserable howl, clutching its bleeding hand that had almost been severed, and slunk away.

Qiaoqiao seemed to sense something and glanced back.

Bai Fu calmly said, "He brought it on himself."

The group entered an inn and found a seat by the window. Fu Fengyuan to gather information, while Qiaoqiao sat opposite Zi Yu, curiously observing her. Since entering the city, Zi Yu had been wearing a veil, covering most of her face, as if trying to avoid someone.

"Because I have an enemy here," she explained simply.

"Who is your master's enemy?" Seeing that she was reluctant to answer, Qiaoqiao quietly asked Tu San, who was standing to the side.

Tu San, a tall man, was huddled on the bench, looking somewhat aggrieved. He shook his head and replied softly, "I dare not say."

"I heard from you before that your master is related to the Demon King. With such a powerful background, who would dare to be her enemy?"

Tu San kept winking and making faces at her: Is it possible that her enemy is royalty?

But his master was sitting right next to him; even if he had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to say anything.

The waiter brought out a variety of unique Demon Race dishes, with fresh insects wriggling in the plate, and Tu San began to drool.

"Aren't you a rabbit?" Qiaoqiao asked, puzzled.

Shouldn't rabbits be vegetarians?

"A rabbit demon is just like a rabbit," Zi Yu said with a smile. "Little cat demon, how come you don't even know that?"

Qiaoqiao remained unfazed. "This is my first time coming down the mountain; there's a lot I don't know."

Wen Zhi and Fu Fengyuan felt secretly guilty, as this was the first time they had ever seen someone lie so confidently.

Zi Yu, as expected, had no doubts. "Would you like to try some? This is a special demon insect from the royal city, large and plump, and its juice is incredibly nourishing for Demon Race. Look, they're all alive, they can even move!"

Qiaoqiao's face paled, and she instinctively hid behind Bai Fu.

Everyone suddenly realized that even their junior sister, who wasn't afraid of the Devil Master, had her own fears.

Without changing his expression, the master stretched out his chopsticks to eat for her, Fu Fengyuan was quick-witted and grabbed a demon worm with his chopsticks, swallowing it in one gulp.

Everyone: "How was it?"

Fu Fengyuan's face turned green. "It's... it's alright."

Qiaoqiao: "I didn't expect that Brother Jiao would like to eat this."

She placed the plate of insects in front of Fu Fengyuan and whispered, "Senior brother, eat more."

Before he could respond, the waiter called out and brought over another plate.

Now, Fu Fengyuan's face wasn't the only thing that turned green; even his horns were green.

[I never expected Fourth Senior Brother's horns to be so realistic, they even change color!]

Fu Fengyuan had no words to express his bitterness, so he asked the waiter, "This isn't what we ordered, is it?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Sir, you may not know this, but in three days it will be the wedding day of our Demon King and Queen. This is a complimentary gift."

The men's expressions changed.

According to Zi Yu, the queen the demon king is going to marry is his second senior sister. He's in such a hurry that he's already planning the wedding just a few days later.

They have to stop this wedding!

Zi Yu said, "I can take you into the palace, but I can't guarantee you'll see the person you want to see."

She was a smart woman and naturally noticed the excessive attention these people paid to the "new queen," confirming that their purpose in coming to the capital was not simple. However, she didn't care, because she also had her own things to do. She could ignore what these people were doing, but she wouldn't let them disrupt her plans.

"Purple Girl..."

"I said, where are the new Jiaolong Race?"

With a loud shout, a group of demons escorted a magnificently dressed dragon demon into the inn. The dragon demon was tall, with two long horns on its head and exaggerated dragon-shaped patterns on its face that almost covered its features. Its imposing presence attracted the attention of everyone in the inn.

"Wow, Fourth Senior Brother, he's cooler than you," Qiaoqiao Qiao whispered.

Fu Fengyuan was deeply concerned about his junior sister's aesthetic sense.

"You—" the dragon demon had already noticed him, "Come and have a match with me!"

The surrounding demons joined in the clamor. "Let's have a match! Let's have a match!"

They were all a bit confused. Was this some kind of custom of the Demon Race?

"This is Jiao Qian, the young master of the Jiaolong Race, and also the Grand Steward of the Demon King's Palace. The Jiaolong Race is naturally warlike, and the stronger the Jiao, the longer its horns," Tu San kindly explained. "Brother Fu, before you appeared, he was the Jiaolong Race with the longest horns."

"So..." Wen Zhi understood, "He thinks his fourth junior brother threatens his position, so he wants to defeat him?"

Fu Fengyuan touched the horn on his head, feeling that this was an utterly undeserved disaster.

Can I refuse?

"Then he'll have to give up his position as the young master of the Jiaolong Race to you."

"..."

It's not that he can't fight, but fighting here would probably expose his identity, and the other side seems determined to fight to the bitter end...

Qiaoqiao felt a little guilty. If she had known, she wouldn't have made her fourth senior brother's horns so long. Who knew it would lead to this?

She sized up the Jiao Qian, racked her brains for a moment, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck her.

He stood up abruptly. "You're not qualified to defeat him!"

Jiao Qian narrowed his eyes. "Little cat demon, what do you mean?"

"The meaning is simple: if you want to challenge him, you have to defeat..." Her gaze shifted to Tu San, and she said firmly, "Him!"