The hairs on everyone's bodies were standing on end as they realized that Demon Master Sikong had been on their beast chariot all along.
Though shocked, there was an inexplicable hint of excitement among them—seeing a legendary figure was thrilling.
Sikong Jing paid no attention to their stares, remaining reclined on the beast chariot...
"They went so far as to slaughter all the guests to frame me and protect the secret of the Mechanical Messenger Bird."
"But it doesn't matter. Being a Demon Master is actually quite nice."
With this, he chuckled, sat up, and looked at the people of Black Copper Manor with stiff expressions, saying softly, "Black Copper Manor Master, you must be a descendant of the Fu Family's guards or servants from three hundred years ago?"
The elder at Black Copper Manor showed a slight rigidity in his expression before nodding deeply.
