"I have the same beauty as you, why can you become the Demon King who rules over numerous lesser demons, while I can only hide in your shadow? That feeling is driving me insane." Hong Xiu howled, her jealousy undisguised, stunning the surrounding commanders, who found it hard to associate the ferociously ugly demon in front of them with the usually enchanting Hong Xiu.
Looking down from her position of power at the crazed Hong Xiu, Madam Deyong simply shook her head and said, "Let me tell you, I didn't become the queen because of how good-looking I am, but because I am strong enough."
By the end of her words, they had already turned into a piercing cold wind, sending a chill to Hong Xiu's soul. She looked at Madam Deyong, who despite appearing so beautiful and alluring, now seemed like a terrifying Demon Beast roaring at the sky. The dreadful aura instantly enveloped her.
