Ostensibly, it was Holy Venerable governing supremely, a common celebration, but in reality, it was to divert attention from his own rampant covert and overt slaughter of powerful demonkin.
This major purge had continued for half a month before it abruptly stopped.
The halt wasn't because Yi Chen was kind-hearted; rather, he couldn't simply uproot everything. Apart from a few powerful demonkin who had played significant roles and were quick to fall, the rest that could be cut, Yi Chen made sure to cut thoroughly.
With a balance of six hundred million Deep Red Points, Yi Chen had never seen himself so wealthy in his life.
And it was precisely because of this that he found the time today to have a moonlit night drink with Yuan Jun.
"Xiao Lang, you've been too crazy lately… What did those demonkin ever do to provoke you?" After clinking glasses once more, Yuan Jun curiously asked while nibbling on chilled boneless lemon chili chicken feet.
