"We hope you can restore the scale of the Abyssal Cult as soon as possible,"
the other party said calmly. Ybur's mind was quick to work, and he immediately thought, 'Can I do a bait and switch, pulling in Cherie and others to make up the numbers? Then later on, use the banner of the Abyssal Cult to expand my own influence... I might even swindle a subsidy from this person!'
He said, "You didn't need to mention it, I was already thinking along those lines. But I have a question, why don't you do this yourself? You are all humans, organizing a sect in the city would surely be much easier for you than for a demon like me."
The gentleman smiled, "There are some things that if we did them ourselves, what if someone traces it back to us? As a demon, surely you have some ability to bewitch mortals."
Ybur snorted coldly, "That's none of your concern. But what use is this small sect to you? Those mortals— even a hundred or a thousand of them are no match for you alone, right?"