The carriage stopped before the entrance of the Yin Palace. Weisheng helped Xiaoling out of the carriage, and the two were greeted by a devil covered in black robes. A hood over his head protected his face as well.
"Supreme Demon Lord, Princess Hua, Good Evening," The devil bowed before them only to have Weisheng coughed loudly on purpose.
Xiaoling narrowed her eyes, "What did he just call me?" She ignored Weisheng's coughs and asked.
Weisheng cleared his throat loudly and glared at the devil.
"My mistake," The devil murmured, "The Supreme Demon Lord submitted such credentials. If you dislike it, please let me know how to address you. After all, you are an important guest of the Supreme Demon Lord."
Xiaoling scoffed and turned to Weisheng, "What even is this about?"
Weisheng shook his head and leaned toward her ear, "I'll explain later," He whispered, "If I submitted another name, you wouldn't be allowed inside. Just deal with it for now."
