"At first, no one paid attention to this disaster."
"It was nothing more than a confession, a report, the end of a meeting, the failure of an action, until the disaster became intimately related to every Cyan Cloud Sect person."
"[The Confessor]."
"Is rapidly entering the Sect Leader's home, continuously expanding its desires; in a hundred minutes, [The Confessor]'s desires will swell to engulf the entire Sect Leader! In three hundred minutes, Lord Bingtang's efforts will be in vain!"
Under the Spiritual Tablet, in the main seat of the conference room, Cyan Flower sat with hands supporting her chin, looking serious, "In my 53 years of love experience, I deduce this will be the greatest and most evil enemy the Cyan Cloud Sect has faced since its founding!"
"No, no, that's not right," Cyan Flower raised her chin again, her gaze heavy, "It should be the strongest, most cunning, highest, and most evil, the Demon King!"
