"I actually want to borrow your demon race's supreme treasure to find someone."
"Now I have found it. It really is in the Demon Realm."
"Unfortunately, you're trapped. However, I will definitely save you."
"The demon race is indeed not a good thing." The Little Goddess pouted as if she didn't have any good feelings towards the demon race.
"You ... Who are you looking for?" The man raised his head to look at her. For some reason, he could not forget her from the first time they met.
It was as if it was carved into his soul and followed him.
"I want to find the Seventh Young Master of the Monster Race, Lu Huaijiang. Have you heard of it?"
"I heard that he is the most likely to inherit the Demon King's legacy."
"Unfortunately, the divine light on my body is too strong. I can't find any traces of him."
The Young Goddess didn't notice that the kneeling figure froze, and her expression slowly froze.
