THE PRICE I HAVE TO PAY

They were arguing about the Demon King before, and the Demon King finally showed himself. Even if no one called him, the black-robed man willingly appeared in front of the Jing Pavilion, and he was even able to smile warmly at the five people who were busy arguing about him earlier.

"Greetings, Emperor Bai Guowei. I have heard a lot about you, and it is truly a pleasure when I finally get the chance to meet you in person," Xue Mingyu politely greeted the white-haired Emperor right after he stopped walking in front of the Emperor.

The Demon King was very polite indeed, but Emperor Bai Guowei did not immediately respond to the greeting. Instead, his eyes shifted from Xue Mingyu's feet to the man's face. Sure enough, the Emperor tried to analyze the Demon King with his eyes, but then his pair of sharp eyes locked with the Demon King's pair of gentle eyes.