Song Shuhang felt as though if he exposed his real body, he'd be gnawed clean by the demons.
"Greetings, Ruler of the Netherworld." All the demodragons below bowed toward the figure on the hilltop—no need for their eyes, the ruler's summoning authority guided every demodragon to lock onto Song Shuhang.
Black-skinned Soft Feather floated behind Song Shuhang, camera in hand. She picked her angle, spun around, and recorded the whole scene. Right now she was practically a reporter, just short of holding a mic to interview Song Shuhang about his feelings.
At the same time, as all the demodragons bowed to Song Shuhang, Striped Dragon Two's form dispersed slightly, revealing Song Four's true body.
He was only a former ruler of the Netherworld, already retired. The demodragons below were coming to see Song Shuhang, even though he was just a temp. Striped Dragon Two stepped back, leaving Song Four exposed.
