QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 208 - 7.38

Jiang Jiamian was stunned, fearing that he would run away again, and quickly transformed his thoughts into a message and sent it out.

[Lone Commander: Oh, group leader, don’t misunderstand! I just admire your demeanor, so I want to see your true appearance!]

[Group leader: Admire?]

[Lone Commander: Ah, yes! My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless! Just like the sun and moon in the sky, shining brightly!]

[Group leader: You can stop looking up, I’m not a deity, and I’m definitely not dead.]

[I can’t think of a name: Pffft! Oh, I’m sorry I couldn’t hold it back.]

[Sword Master: Jiamian, don’t use words carelessly.]

[Lone commander: Oh, don’t worry about these details, after all, my neck is already sore. Group leader, then can I have the honor to see your true face? By the way, may I ask, what do you think of the expression you just sent? If there’s something off, just let me know and I’ll gladly change it!]

[Group leader: Open your eyes.]

Jiang Jiamian was stunned and looked at those words uncertainly. He couldn’t help but feel a little confused, and even an indescribable feeling silently climbed into his heart.

[Lone Commander: What? What do you mean?]

[Group leader: Open your eyes, don’t be lazy. Work hard to complete the task, and when you are promoted to the leader of the quick transmigration organization, you will naturally see me.]

Jiang Jiamian: "..."

Hehe.

All bosses in the world are the same.

They like to dangle promotions and pay raises like bait, hoping it will keep their employees working hard day and night.

However, Jiang Jiamian complained in his heart, but he still slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Lou Yan’s extremely handsome face.

"Awake?"

Lou Yan smiled, and when he saw him open his eyes, he reached out and gently helped him up, "The demon patriarchs and elders will be here soon, do you want to go and see?"

Jiang Jiamian tilted his head, "See, why not? I like to see people show off their power."

Lou Yan: "..."

Jiang Jiamian touched his swollen lips, "You go first."

He still wants to save face.

First, he has to repair his image.

He is a dignified immortal. As one of the few famous immortals in the world of cultivation, he is almost on the same level as the demon elders here.

Jiang Jiamian made himself presentable in less than half an hour, and the legendary demon patriarchs and elders had already arrived at the front hall.

All the demons have different appearances. Six of them are old men. The remaining four are two middle-aged, one young, and the other is a charming woman in black.

"What is this place?"

The people who came on time looked at this luxurious and dazzling golden palace together, but they were a little confused about the order of the Demon Lord this time.

Although they have respected the Demon Lord Yin Luo for many years, yet by the customs of the demon realm, he would only bring them together to deliver commands, nothing more.

Demon cultivators act according to their own desires, with patriarchs and elders each pursuing their own path.

"I don’t know, why did the Demon Lord gather us all here? Is he going to fight with the immortal world?"

While several people were deep in speculation, the sharp sound of boots striking the floor suddenly echoed from the direction of the back hall.

The footsteps landed heavily, as if the person deliberately made no effort to muffle them with cultivation, clear and unmistakable.

Instinctively, the group fell silent and turned their attention toward the source of the noise.

Soon, a figure emerged, a man draped in a white robe, radiating both breathtaking beauty and an air of nobility.

As they watched, he walked steadily up the side steps of the main hall and took a seat on the jade throne at the center, as if no one else was present.

Seeing him occupy a seat clearly meant for someone of a higher rank, several faces twisted with displeasure, "Who are you? Where is the Demon Lord?"

After all, the one who had summoned them here was supposed to be the Demon Lord Yin Luo.

Lou Yan slowly put his arm on the armrest of the throne and knocked lightly, "I am the new Demon Lord."

"How dare you! Where did you come from, you young boy, to say such a thing!"

Several demon patriarchs and elders were immediately unhappy.

This person was unbelievably arrogant. Besides, they had seen the Demon Lord just yesterday, and he was perfectly fine. There was no way he would have relinquished his position. Even if something had happened to the Demon Lord, it would have been one of them, the capable ones, who took his place.

How could it possibly be some unknown nobody they had never even heard of?

Strength commanded respect, and that had been the unspoken law of the demon world for centuries.

How could they possibly tolerate a mysterious stranger suddenly speaking up and trying to push them around?

"Yin Luo."

Lou Yan condensed his words into a sharp order, directly beckoning the person in discussion to come forward.

At the entrance behind the main hall, Jiang Jiamian had already used his internal power to repair his swollen lips. His gaze fixed silently on Lou Yan, who sat confidently on the throne.

When Lou Yan noticed his arrival and looked at him, he gave a generous thumbs-up.

Without a sound, Jiang Jiamian mouthed, "This is a good pretender. I’m rooting for you!"

Lou Yan: "..."

Yin Luo swiftly entered the hall and, without hesitation, dropped to his knees before Lou Yan, "Master, I’ve already sent out the word that you will be holding the ascension ceremony, as you ordered."

"Demon Lord!"

Seeing Yin Luo, the Demon Lord they once feared and never dared to offend, kneel directly before this man and even call him ’Master’, the faces of the demon patriarchs and elders instantly contorted in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

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