The four demons of the Demon Race remained silent for a while, as did the three of Shi Feng, leaving the room that was once filled with laughter to become silent and soundless.
The atmosphere suddenly turned somewhat dreary and awkward.
Even the old man's brow on his old face furrowed slightly, sensing something amiss from the sudden somber atmosphere, and he immediately transmitted his thoughts to Shi Feng:
"My lord, these demons seem to be up to something!"
"Hmph!" Hearing the old man's words, Shi Feng let out a dismissive snort and replied, "They wouldn't dare."
"Indeed!" The old man's face curled into a cold smile as he mused inwardly.
If these demons intended to pull some tricks on this person, they would be courting death.
Even if among them was a Great Demon Master Yaoguang at the Nine-star Demigod Peak Realm, it would make no difference.
Thinking this, the old man spoke up, breaking the quiet and elegant atmosphere of the guest room:
