He didn't say the rest of the words, because speaking out would only boost others' ambition and destroy his own prestige.

But the meaning behind the words is clear.

Not far away, Mo Lian, who was standing behind the priest "Zhongli", felt a sense of joy in her heart, and her face under the black gauze showed a happy expression.

Jun Muyan, you too have today!

So what if you are a princess held in the palm of the demon king's hand?

Aren’t you the laughingstock of the world?

What is the status of the Emperor of the Extreme Region, and how could he really come to ask you to marry him?

Mo Lian's eyes fell on the young man below.

In the Demon Palace, only a handful of Jun Shitian's confidants and the priest "Zhongli" knew about Ye Liangchen's relationship with the Princess Palace.

As the only disciple of "Zhongli", Mo Lian naturally knew that Ye Liangchen, the candidate for the princess's consort sitting below, was the demon princess.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly from a distance, Mo Lian believed that Jun Muyan must be feeling ashamed and angry at this moment, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

When Mo Lian thought of this, she felt so happy that she wanted to laugh out loud.

The spiritual cultivators in the venue were completely aroused by Si Tiancheng.

One after another they shouted for Her Royal Highness to come out.

Han Jiaming looked at the situation he was leading, glanced at the young man not far away, and raised the corner of his mouth with a leisurely arc.

Si Tiancheng is just the head of a third-rate family.

Logically speaking, he would never dare to stand up and fight against the Demon Lord.

But just now, Han Jiaming spoke to him intentionally or unintentionally and hypnotized him.

So Si Tiancheng became his chess piece, his pawn.

Now it seems that the mission of this frontman has been completed very well.

He stood in opposition to spiritual cultivators and demonic cultivators from the perspective of dignity, which aroused the common hatred among spiritual cultivators.

The spiritual cultivators have completely forgotten their fear of the Demon Lord.

In addition, the Emperor of the Extreme Region did not attend the Tianmei Banquet, which caused humiliation and psychological pressure to the demons.

As a result, the demons were caught in a dilemma.

Your Highness, what would you do in this situation?

Seeing that the young man finally couldn't hold himself back and was about to stand up.

The smile on Han Jiaming's lips deepened.

Everything was within his expectations.

But now is not the time to reveal Her Royal Highness’s true identity.

On the contrary, he helped out, which made both the Demon Lord and the princess look at him with new eyes and feel grateful.

Kagura Master... Demon Princess...

Han Jiaming lowered his eyes: This time, he must win it.

"Now that we have talked about this, why hasn't Her Highness the Princess come out yet? Is she too ugly to be seen, or is she really wishful thinking that the Emperor of the Extreme Region will come?"

"Haha, stop dreaming! If the Emperor of the Extreme Region is willing to come to this heavenly banquet, I will eat all the dishes on this table. Hahahahaha..."

The demons could no longer bear it anymore, and their fists were clenching loudly.

"Open the fucking barrier quickly, I'm going to beat those spiritual cultivators to death!!"

"I'm going to chop off their heads and feed them to the dogs!"

When the crowd was at its most heated, Han Jiaming Shi Shiran stood up, used his immortal power to transmit his voice, and said loudly: "Everyone, please listen to what I, Han, say..."

Bang--!!

Just as Han Jiaming finished speaking, he heard a loud noise coming from the entrance of Tianmei Palace.

etc!

Entrance?

The Tianmei Palace is the space of Xumi Mustard Seed, where is the entrance?!

Such a thought has flashed through many people's minds.
Chapter completed!