After looking the man up and down, the Bull Demon King had a sudden realization and immediately reined in his urge to act tough.
A person needs self-awareness, and so does a bull. If he weren't smart enough, he probably wouldn't be standing here as an Awakened Creature. He'd be plowing a field somewhere.
Tu Xiao'an didn't need the bull's reminder. The man had appeared without a sound and defeated him in an instant. This was definitely someone at the Demon King Level.
No, the being hovering above the villa wasn't a Demon, but a human Martial Cultivator. That much was obvious.
Suddenly, an image flashed through Tu Xiao'an's mind: a strange old man in a prison cage, sucking the blood of a Spirit Monster tiger.
A chill ran down his spine. He called out in a clear, loud voice, "Are you the Director of the Demon Management Bureau?"
