"Repeat what you said..." A loud, hate-filled voice left the lips of a man of youthful beauty, short black hair and piercing red eyes, a pair of horns rising from his head.
"Lady Ruyan has taken a servant, Y-young lord, a new recruit. She seems to have locked herself in her mansion with him and avoided going out as much as possible."
The servant's words were answered by a loud crack as the glass goblet in the man's hands shattered, fragments scattering across the floor.
That man was the young lord of the demon cult, the demon lord's rightful and only heir.
"Who is that? Who dares approach my sister?" he roared, the whole building shaking as he stood up, his demonic aura expanding uncontrollably.
"He is-" The servant tried to speak, but was interrupted when the door to the private room they were in opened, revealing a powerful, dignified-looking man wearing imposing crimson armor.
"What do you want? I'm busy." Young lord Xue Mo growled as he turned around.
