"Xiao Hei, how many days will you need to bring back the intelligence that I require?" The Empress has found using her newly appointed subordinate, Black Impermanence Night Demon, to her liking, with orders being effortlessly deployed.
"Ancestral God, the task you've assigned is no easy feat. How could the Night Demon possibly complete it in just a few days? You're overestimating me. I need at least half a month." Upon hearing the impossible task from Shangguan Linglang, Black Impermanence Night Demon's eyes went wide; he genuinely wanted to kneel before this harsh new master. Was it necessary to torment ghosts like this?
Initially, the Night Demon wanted to say it would take at least a month to gather the information, but he feared that upon hearing this, the Ancestral God, who already had a foul temperament, would scatter his soul to the winds, disappearing from existence. So, right before he spoke, he changed his claim to half a month.
