"Hmm, my master said he would be here tonight, but I haven't seen him yet!" Shangguan Mingyue nodded affirmatively.
"Wow, if Zhang Sanren gets involved, won't the Demon Race tuck their tails and run?" Yang Xin'er hoped.
"Is it that simple?" Shangguan Mingyue shook her head, "My master is at the peak of the Body Integration Realm, and according to the agreement, he can't just take action, besides, do you think the Demon Race doesn't have a powerhouse to match my master?"
"That's true!" Yang Xin'er felt it made sense.
In warfare between nations, envoys are still spared.
Today's banquet is intended to resolve the misunderstanding with Yuancheng, and certainly, we cannot harm the people of the Demon Race.
At most, there would be an exchange of skills between the talents of both sides, but no warfare would erupt.
"Then why did your master choose to get involved today? Is there some other special reason?" Yang Xin'er asked with curiosity.
