"Oh? So the Demon King only wants the little Phoenix from Mount Cinderwood, Amelia Finch?" The Celestial Emperor picked up a black stone with his right hand and set it on the board.
The demon envoy standing below bowed with clasped hands. "Yes. Our Demon King is a benevolent man who fell for Amelia Finch at first sight. If he is granted her hand in marriage, then all past grievances will be wiped clean—including the time the Immortal Realm massacred our people."
The Celestial Emperor's hand, holding the black stone, paused for two seconds before he finally placed it. "The Demon King truly is a passionate man. To think he would wipe the slate clean of all past grievances between Immortals and Demons."
The grievances between the Immortal Realm and the Demon Clan were enough to fill a library, especially the great massacre.
Rivers of blood flowed, and corpses littered the fields. Every Immortal had lost themselves in a bloodthirsty frenzy.
