The royal demon guards wiped the beads of sweat from their foreheads, still trying to regain their composure. Just then, they noticed a figure pacing back and forth in front of the palace gates.
The guards exchanged wary glances; something about her presence felt unusual, but no one dared approach her. After all, she had arrived in the company of their emperor, and thus they refrained from making any rash decisions regarding her identity.
"Can I come in?" Shenlian Yingyue asked one of the guards, her voice slightly raspy.
The royal demon guards were left momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond.
{Perhaps you should find a place to rest for now, Yue'er?} Shenlian Yinzhu's voice echoed softly in her mind.
{You're right, brother.} She agreed.
{We can figure out a plan to rescue your master later.} Jun Mu Yang chimed in.