Capital, Demon Control Department.
Ever since Zhou Dao left, the grand Primordial King Palace had become much colder and was no longer as lively as it used to be.
After all, Ma Yinglong had inherited the Fortune King's Big Position and had his own Prince's Mansion. Considering his status, he seldom came back to stay.
Wang Xiaoyi kept running between Primordial Mountain and the capital.
Husky was in charge of Shiwang Mountain.
Lin Xiaoxiao, with three fish and a Qilin that looked very much like a calf, stayed leisurely at Yuan Mountain while Little Deng, transformed into an egg, remained at Primordial Mountain.
Only Wang Xuanzhi often returned.
"Tsk tsk, without Brother Tao, the capital seems to have lost its sense of right and wrong. It's really boring, isn't it?"
Leaning against a column outside the Main Hall, Wang Xiaoyi appeared thoroughly bored.