The three Demon Kings gasped in astonishment, their mouths wriggling, unable to render a judgment.
After a long while, Aegi Mogo, who was sitting at the higher seat, came back to her senses with a light sigh of relief,
"I can't believe my lineage, the Land of Lust, had a cursed artifact, almost leading us to an irreversible catastrophe."
"What kind of holy water is this? It's absolutely twisted."
"But then again, Lord Ye, you are from the Human Race, and you are bound by a Contractual Relationship with Aegifura."
"How do you see this matter? Are you planning to assist us, the Demon Race, in slaughtering those humans?"
Ye Hanjun didn't answer immediately; instead, he pinched his chin, pondering deeply,
"Having differing stances sometimes indeed makes it impossible to remain uninvolved."
"Since the artifact concerns the rise and fall of the Seven Sins and can aid an individual's growth, the stolen 'Whip of Lust' definitely needs to be retrieved."
