"With the Sword God present, Wei Niantian should not make a move. At this critical juncture, it would be harmful in every way and beneficial in none," Liu Boya hesitated to say, lacking confidence in his own statement.
Wei Niantian was arrogant, disdainful of the world, which is why he had become the Leader of the Demon Cult.
Within the Demon Cult, everyone was unruly and hard to tame. To keep them in line surely required not just strength but also ruthless measures.
Li Mengde furrowed his brows tightly, his face shifting between shade and light, clearly contemplating a solution to this matter.
Unfortunately, he could not think of a way to divert Wei Niantian and Lu Ziwei; neither of these formidable figures would take him seriously.
"Wait, why has Lu Ziwei come to Chang An? Just to escort the Demon Lord?"
Li Mengde suddenly thought of something and quickly asked.
