Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

After hearing his request, the messenger's expression slightly changed, and a barely perceptible understanding flashed in his eyes, as if he had expected it.

However, he did not agree immediately. His years of experience in diplomatic dealings taught him that he could not act rashly at this moment, so he chose to take a roundabout approach.

He bowed slightly, and said respectfully but appropriately: "I will report Lord Demon's request to Lord Alliance Leader Zong Bingming. However, such a major matter really requires long-term consideration. I hope Lord Demon can give us some time."

Shen Xunzhi sat in the main seat, his posture lazy yet exuding a frightening majesty.

He had a smile on his face, but that smile did not reach his eyes, which revealed a hint of coldness.

"Of course, but you have to understand that I don't have that much patience."

The voice was low, and seemed to carry an unquestionable sense of oppression.

The messenger was startled and said hastily, "We will give you an answer within five days."

In his opinion, five days was enough time for the sect to come up with a countermeasure and show that they were not just doing things perfunctorily.

"Five days?"

The corners of Shen Xunzhi's mouth slightly raised and a chuckle came out of his mouth, but that laughter made the messenger feel inexplicably cold on his back.

"It seems that your sincerity is not that great. Even so, the Demon Realm does not need to withdraw its troops."

There was a hint of disdain in Shen Xunzhi's tone, as if he was saying how ridiculous the incident raised by the other party was.

When the messenger heard this, he became anxious and his originally calm expression instantly turned into a panic.

He knew the Demon Lord's temper very well. Once a decision was made, it was difficult to change it. If the talks broke down due to time issues, the consequences would be disastrous.

He bowed hurriedly, his tone full of urgency and sincerity: "Three days, I will give you a reply within three days."

After these words came out, Shen Xunzhi's expression eased a little. He nodded slightly, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes: "It is indeed time-consuming for you to go back and forth, and with this matter, you must discuss it with those people in the sect.

Three days is indeed the fastest time, so let’s just take three days.

I hope that waiting for three days will give me the answer I want. "

The messenger agreed hurriedly as if he had been pardoned. After repeated assurances, he cautiously retreated.

After the messenger left, Shen Xunzhi dismissed the Demon Palace subordinates. He walked alone through the winding Demon Palace passage, his figure gradually disappearing into the shadows.

Soon, he came to a side door of the Demon Palace, which was heavily guarded and ordinary people could not get close at all.

Shen Xunzhi raised his hand slightly, a black light flashed, and the guards bowed and automatically made way for him.

After leaving the Demon Palace, Shen Xunzhi flew into the air and headed towards the edge of the Demon Realm.

The sky of the demon world is shrouded in haze all year round, and the air is filled with a smell of decay. Below are rolling black mountains, and bursts of ghost howling and wolves howling can be heard from the valley from time to time.

However, Shen Xunzhi had long been accustomed to this. He looked firmly ahead, as if he was pursuing something.

Soon, he came to the border between the demon world and the human world. The scene here was completely different from the demon world. It was no longer dark and damp, but was filled with light, as peaceful and tranquil as the fairy world.

In a lush bamboo forest, an exquisite courtyard is looming.

Shen Xunzhi landed in front of the courtyard and gently pushed open the bamboo door.

The small courtyard is surrounded by green bamboos, and the bamboo leaves rustle in the breeze.

There is a wooden chair placed in the center, and time has left faint traces on it.

Shen Xunzhi walked forward slowly, his fingers lightly running across the chair, his movements gentle yet somewhat nostalgic.

"In fact, I can get you back right now, but you will definitely hate me."

His voice echoed in the courtyard, carrying a hint of helplessness and loneliness.

"It's better to let the people you trust the most personally hand you over to me, then you will stay by my side again."

There was a kind of persistence in his eyes, as if he would do anything to get that person back to him.

His eyes were fixed on the chair, as if he saw the man in white that he had been thinking about through the chair.

The man had a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament, which was totally out of tune with this demon world.

"I've waited for several years, and these three days won't make a difference."

Shen Xunzhi murmured to himself, "You and your new apprentice are also looking forward to seeing me, right?" After that, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile. In that smile, there was both expectation and a hint of imperceptible madness.