Second Abyssal Plane, Demon Emperor's Hall.
The festive atmosphere vanished, and the entire hall fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. After hearing Shadow Three's words, many demon god projections looked displeased, feeling as if their intelligence had been insulted.
The second demon god raised his wine glass and laughed heartily, "This toast is for Shadow Nine, wishing him to become a supreme being soon!"
A demon god must be flexible, not seeking temporary bravado. The negotiations had concluded, and both sides had gotten what they needed. There was no need to break the peace now. Offending the human race at this moment would bring nothing but harm. As for Gregory's threat, the second demon god had already thought of other ways to deal with it.
