These subtle movements were all deliberately revealed by Yang Ji, who had completely grasped the Demon Consort's mindset.
Outwardly neither servile nor overbearing, he displayed the extraordinariness of his genius, while the barely noticeable color of tension highlighted the Demon Consort's supreme authority.
Those above command and utilize others, those below seek to please and show off; all of this was clear in Yang Ji's mind like a mirror.
"Hei Sha!" the Demon Consort commanded from on high, suddenly calling out.
"Your subordinate is here!" Yang Ji bowed and said.
"You managed to fully comprehend three Supreme Divine Powers in just three hundred years, which does indeed mark you as a genius, only lacking a bit of luck to possibly achieve the status of a True Disciple." Even the Demon Consort considered cultivating such a potential subordinate.
"Becoming a True Disciple is too distant a dream for me to dare to entertain," Yang Ji honestly said.
