At this moment, whether it was Jester Tycoon or the other high-ranking demons, the only expression left on their faces was terror.
Their hearts pounded violently as they stared at Caelan in horror.
In that instant, in their eyes, Caelan was the true incarnation of a demon!
"Whatever you want, we'll give it to you!"
"As long as you let me go, I'm willing to hand over all my wealth!"
"Everything is negotiable—don't be so rash!"
"..."
These high-ranking demons, who had once stood above all others, now looked as lowly as clowns.
Caelan calmly swept his gaze across their faces, then gently shook his head.
"No. You're lying to me."
"I can feel it—you have no sincerity at all. Very well, it seems a deal cannot be made after all. Fortunately, you're carrying quite a few treasures. They should be enough to somewhat mend my wounded heart."
Caelan spoke in an almost casual tone as he lightly wagged a finger.
