"Senior, I've told you everything you wanted to know. Can I leave now?" Ling Feng asked cautiously.
The thin uncle now looked a bit upset, and Ling Feng was really worried he might do something irrational.
The Demon King suppressed his sigh and looked at Ling Feng, saying, "Young man, thank you for telling me all this."
"So can you let me go now, senior?" Ling Feng asked again.
The Demon King smiled, revealing his white teeth: "Of course... not!"
Ling Feng laughed bitterly, "Uncle, I've told you everything I know. It's useless to keep me here."
"Who said you're useless?" The Demon King looked Ling Feng up and down, then nodded, "Hey, kid, do you know Princess Yun Xuan of the Demon King is selecting a consort?"
Ling Feng nodded, "I imagine there's nobody who doesn't know about it, but what does it have to do with me?"
"Haven't you thought about participating in Princess Yun Xuan's public consort selection?" the Demon King squinted and asked.
