Leaving a group of high-ranking nobles of the Demon Race waiting outside, Pei Yan followed the Demon God back to his secluded wooden cabin. Pei Yan entered the cabin and sat familiarly on the beanbag chair there, the Demon God was not annoyed by Pei Yan's casual demeanor, he opened the fridge and took out two cans of beer, casually handing one to Pei Yan.
Pei Yan was already used to drinking beer from the modern world here. He popped the tab, tilted his head back, and drank half a can. Then he let out a long belch, wiped his mouth, and said happily, "Refreshing! Demon God, I've been enduring for two months inside, and inexplicably fought a battle. This one can of beer can't satisfy me!"
"Haven't you gained enough benefits from me?" The Demon God sat on his couch, putting his beer on the nearby storage cabinet, reached out his hand and gestured to Pei Yan.
