Long Chen followed Zhao Qingyun into the Heavenly Demon Palace. The architecture was the same as what he saw from the outside: refreshing, elegant, and classic. From the plants and trees to the birds and flowers, it felt like a paradise in the mortal realm. The Heavenly Demon Palace was huge, but there were not many people inside. That was why he did not see many people along the way.0

However, whenever someone passed them, they looked at Zhao Qingyun with reverence in their eyes, bowing slightly before veering out of his way. Of course, they also cautiously studied Long Chen. Since they did not recognize him, they knew from a glance that he did not belong to the Heavenly Demon Palace.0

“Why is this teenager following the Palace Lord? He doesn’t usually pay attention to mortals and mortal matters. We don’t even see him for a month sometimes.”0

“I don’t know either. But it’s best we don’t speculate on the Palace Lord’s matters.”0

There were whispers when they walked past, even...0