Swatted Like a Fly

"Name your price. But if I win, I want your Jade Dynasty's core cultivation method. We shall cement this deal with a demonic contract so don't even of weaseling your way out of it. If you wish to back off, now is the time."

Malkam replied and raised his right hand, releasing a large surge of demonic energies to start writing the contract.

"Fine, I agree. Although with your limited aptitude, you can never master it, if you could understand 1%, in the future, there would still be hope for you. But if I win, I want all your consorts alongside your brothers bundled and offered on a red carpet for my imperial father. Do you dare agree?"

Helmut inquired with a wolfish grin. If before, Malkam stood with supreme confidence, when Helmut's words echoed in his mind, his hand and eyes trembled, if only for a second. If Incubi were born tyrants, then their greatest shame was to have their consorts robbed by another man.