There was mockery in Li Yao's eyes as he scoffed, "Are you selling the bullsh*t of the Pantheon of Demons again? How come I never learned of anything named the Pantheon of Demons forty thousand years ago?"
His words cast Jin Xinyue into a daze, too. She secretly stuck her tongue out in her heart and said even more humbly, "Your eyes are keen, and you are indeed insightful, senior. In fact, I don't believe in the 'glorious Pantheon of Demons', either. It is just a form of propaganda.
Li Yao was startled. He did not expect that Jin Xinyue's head was clear enough to call a spade a spade.
