At the Saint Demon Castle, Mingren stood on the city wall, gazing into the distance. Ji Guang came to his side. Ji Guang, Mengg Lord, and the Lord of Punishment were all Mingren's most capable subordinates. The Demon Race wasn't as internally complex as humanity; orders were executed without question. This was why the Saint Demon Castle had achieved one glorious victory after another.
"Wang Meng started a Burning Knight Order. With their skill level, even if they formed one, they'd just be throwing their lives away. Their forces are already stretched thin, yet he's still wasting time on useless things like this."
As always, Ji Guang did not like Wang Meng.
Mingren listened without comment. "Director Ji, do you like the Demon Race?"
Ji Guang paused. "I can't say I like or dislike them."
Mingren smiled. "I like them very much."
Because with them around, Mingren was never lonely.
