"Evil Cultivators and Demons are all chaotic and disorderly by nature, with no notion of discipline or secrecy.
Especially Tao Qian's puppet body identity, it could be said to be seamless. As long as he didn't have close contact with long-established great demons like the Beautiful Corpse Bodhisattva, he wasn't at all worried about being exposed.
The rotting sore and black maggot old man by his side was an Evil Cultivator who loved to show off his knowledge. Tao Qian inadvertently guided him with a comment.
He he-heed with a smile and was hooked into speaking on his own initiative.
"Little brother, your master, Matchmaker Immortal, has the privilege of entering the main hall. She must know the answer to your question."
"However, such topics are indeed inappropriate to mention in bed. Let me, your elder brother, enlighten you instead."
"The lords on the mountain are all truly great demons."
