This time, Ashu was here to attend a gathering of righteous individuals.
So, he wore the Gem of Deceit on himself.
When the demon sensed the Evil Power Ashu released casually, its eyes suddenly cleared.
It couldn't understand how a "luminous saint" could possess Evil Power.
"Who exactly are you?" It was scared. It was just a low-level demon from hell's lowest bloodline, scraping by step by step to reach its current state. But Ashu looked like the exact opposite—undeniably some supreme, mysterious existence.
Fearful of Ashu's unknown but terrifying background, the demon immediately began to retreat.
"Forget it. I won't ask. I don't want to know that damn knowledge," the demon gritted its teeth, unleashing the small amount of power it had been hoarding to restore the little girl's body and soul. Then it slowly withdrew. "Let's just pretend we never met, 'luminous saint.'"
"My name is Ashu. Remember it when you return to hell. I don't mind having a demon friend or two."
"Ashu…"
