"Your Majesty!"
Atop Mount Taiping, on the peak of Taiping, all the demons bowed in respect.
Lu Wufei looked at the familiar demons before him, aside from his second brother, the Crow Demon, the rest were all still present.
His cold gaze swept across all the demons.
That tangible oppressive force weighed heavily on all the demons.
At this moment.
Any slightly smart demon could sense the king's displeasure.
They stood in place, bent over, not daring to move, much less to stand upright.
Lu Wufei remained silent, just observing.
He was desperate to rage, why was it that his second brother had died while everyone else was still alive!
But he couldn't, he was now the ruler of Mount Taiping, presiding over thousands of minor demons.
Being overly emotional was not good, and he didn't appreciate it either.
However, the death of the Crow Demon was undeniably their responsibility.
Lu Wufei remained silent.
His gaze was icier, heavier.