As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes as if something had occurred to her and coldly began to speak.
"Since that woman wants to take the Demon Lord as her favored male concubine, and the Demon Lord already has such a formidable reputation, she will surely greet him personally upon his arrival, perhaps even giving him a taste of her power to assert her own authority."
"At that time, I too shall go. I will send her my innermost garment and have a secret tryst with the Demon Lord at midnight. I want to see how that woman will compete with me for his favor."
Having said that, she snorted coldly, brimming with confidence.
...
In the Capital City, within a desolate and deserted courtyard, a flying chariot had stopped at some point.
As the curtain of the flying chariot was lifted, a man with a pale complexion, clearly drained of strength, stepped out.
Inside the courtyard, a group of people had been waiting. Upon seeing the man, they hurriedly lowered their heads.
