"I haven't been in charge of the Twilight Dungeon for very long, and the previous City Lord was quite reclusive and didn't interact with others, so I've been able to disguise myself as him without much difference."
The follower glanced somewhat embarrassedly at Gong Qiying.
"However, I fear this disguise will soon be exposed. My recent stress-relief activities have been too conspicuous, and the other City Lords must have noticed."
"That's not important. What about the intelligence on the Demon Clan?" Gong Qiying waved his hand, urging him to get to the point.
"I don't know much about those matters. The Demon Clan doesn't seem to care about their country's affairs."
The follower thought carefully before saying:
