Rakshasa City.
Empress Ni Shang embraced her husband, the Little Rakshasa King, from behind, pressing her beautiful face against his back.
The man before her was truly her heaven, her earth, her greatest love.
She didn't even know how to describe the love in her heart. It wasn't just love, but also tenderness and admiration.
Tenderness, because this man sometimes resembled a child.
Admiration, because he was so wise and so great.
"Husband, must you go?" Ni Shang asked, "You should know that no one listens to you, instead arousing Father King's suspicion."
The Little Rakshasa King said, "I know, but I have to try. Knowing that others are making mistakes and not correcting them would lead to lifelong regrets."
The key was to buy time, not only for himself but also for Lanling.
Empress Ni Shang said nothing more, just quietly held her husband.
After a moment, the Little Rakshasa King rode a dragon eagle to the Yun E Clan, temporarily the headquarters of the Demon Alliance.
