Yibai pointed at the Monkey Demon and asked.
"Yes, yes!"
The Monkey Demon nodded vigorously, like a person pounding garlic.
"Your abilities, or more precisely, your ability to manipulate the climate, came from the inheritance of Yinglong that fell in the South State, didn't it?"
"Yes, yes!"
"Then tell me, where did you obtain Yinglong's inheritance?"
"Ah? Grand Marshal, didn't you also receive Yinglong's inheritance? Why are you asking me these questions?"
The Monkey Demon was stunned; it remembered what Yibai had said about the inheritance being divided between male and female, and took it for true without the slightest doubt about the veracity of his words.
"Right now, I am the one asking the questions, not you."
Yibai glanced over.
He truly felt that the demons in the South State were somewhat foolish.
They were nothing compared to the old demons in the Northern State.
The Southern King was no match for the Northern King.
