"Very well, very well, very well."
Ye Xuan repeated the word "very well" three times as he drained the cup of wine, which secretly relieved the Chi Yan Heavenly Corpse, knowing that his life was spared.
As cups and goblets were exchanged amid laughter and compliments, a banquet slowly unfolded. Eleven Demon Kings successively toasted Ye Xuan to express their loyalty, making Ye Xuan smile and nod in response, yet his eyes remained calm and unrippled.
"Elder brother, your sister has a suggestion." Qingqiu King's cheeks were rosy, her eyes slightly blurred, obviously having consumed a good amount of Spiritual Wine as she displayed her charm.
"Sister, feel free to speak your mind." Ye Xuan lightly tasted the wine in his cup, his voice smooth and mellow.