The First Elder couldn't suppress a chuckle.
Having witnessed the Clan Leader's growth from a young age until now, he couldn't shake the feeling that she was like a child he had nurtured. Despite his position as an Elder and her as the Clan Leader, there was a unique bond that made him view her almost like his own offspring.
From her spirited youth to her present state, the Clan Leader had always displayed an innate aptitude for cultivation. Even in her early years, no one in the Demon Clan could rival her, making her naturally headstrong and willful. It seemed as though she was destined for this role, born to lead and command.
Demon Clan members, by nature, were accommodating. As long as the Clan Leader was in charge, they considered it a satisfactory arrangement. The Clan Leader took care of them, and that was all that mattered.
Now…
The First Elder experienced a distinct sentiment.
