One of the demons said, "We're guaranteed to give them a—what's the phrase again?
Right, a show of force to put them in their place!"
"Heh, I sent Cang Gou. We won't be bullying them. Cang Gou is only third-rank. A single third-rank demon is enough to make their envoy panic, to make them live in constant fear. When that time comes, what nerve will they have to negotiate with us?
Won't they have to agree to whatever conditions we propose?"
Another demon chuckled sinisterly. "We'll make Da Xuan offer us a blood food of three thousand Martial Artists every year, and they'll have to cede A State's Land to us…"
The demons began to discuss excitedly.
Liang Jinglue remained noncommittal, simply standing with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction of Da Xuan.
His hands were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.
'Da Xuan, the humiliation you once brought upon me… I will return it, piece by piece!'
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