In the corner of the Great Hall, Zhou Dao slowly walked out, looking at the mess all around, as well as the dome that had been overturned long ago, his face looking rather bad.
To rebuild the Demon Control Department in such a state would probably take at least half a month.
Within this half-month, he shouldn't expect to return to work within the department.
If he wanted to make an offering to the Ancestral Master, he could only figure it out by himself.
Thinking about this, Zhou Dao's expression became rather uncomfortable.
"Demon Sealing Master!?"
Seeing Zhou Dao's attire, the three demons were initially taken aback, then showed varied expressions.
Mr. Leng narrowed his eyes. The Demon Control Department had been breached, with demonic energy soaring into the sky. Where did this little demon sealing master come from?
Bai Silang remained silent, but only Hui Sandao revealed a sneer: "Stupid human, you dare as a mere demon sealing master..."
Rumble...
