He Might Not Let You Off

"Protector?" An Jiuyue looked at him and blinked.

After 20 years of war, the Demon Heart Hall no longer existed. Even if she were to rebuild it, she would be a commander without an army.

Of course, she knew she had to recruit more loyal people, but she had not considered that yet.

"Let's talk about this later. I still have something to do."

Qian Liuguang could come here with his people at any time. Although the people in the Jun Lin Hall had high demonic energy, Qian Liuguang had gathered many people from aristocratic families—too many, in fact.

She had to make some preparations.

"Cousin, let me meet Master Ling."

Zhao Xiaoli hurried back to the Long residence, just in time to see Eldest Young Master Long instructing his subordinate to bring a group of guards to Qian Liuguang.

Delighted, she rushed to him.

"You want to go?" Eldest Young Master Long glanced sideways at Zhao Xiaoli, who was clearly in a hurry.