The vice-director knew all too well how terrifying the White Demon King was. He was one of the five lords of the Yaoling Mountain Range; how could he possibly be dead?
He didn't believe a single word his granddaughter had said.
It was a complete fantasy.
But now, as the vice-director looked at the giant snake on the screen, he fell silent.
If that snake really could effortlessly kill the Fierce Beasts in the fallen district, then he would have no choice but to believe.
'I'll know soon enough if I just keep watching.'
At present, many of the big shots in the reception hall were not only ungrateful about the Snake Demon's appearance over Wencheng, but they were also extremely displeased.
They resented the snake for stealing their thunder. Wencheng had the Demon Management Bureau and Cultivators from hidden clans. It wasn't a mere Snake Demon's place to come out and show off.
