The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Grock's heart skipped a beat, clearly caught in his thoughts, and he hurriedly explained.

"Sir... I didn't mean it that way; the Sawtooth Chamber of Commerce absolutely abides by the law! I, I really haven't heard of the situations you mentioned, nor did I expect the other chambers to be so bad!"

The goblin's nature is like this; even with money, bad habits are hard to change.

His words contain few truths, and upon sensing a threat, he immediately betrays other goblins without hesitation.

The conference table was in an uproar.

"What do you mean!"

"Our Rock Commerce also abides by the law! I, I dare swear by the Demon God!"

"Exactly! Don't slander us! Don't pin your actions on us!"

Luo Yan merely laughed coldly at this noisy bunch, then continued at a leisurely pace.

"What you do outside is none of my business, but my territory must not become a playground for private militias. I don't want to see gangs thriving on the streets of Black Wind Castle, with everyone living in fear... My subjects can only be loyal to one Lord, and that is me."

The noisy chamber heads all fell silent, holding their breath as they looked at the Lord sitting at the head seat.

The ordinary citizens of Black Wind Castle were instead spirited, faces glowing with hope, just like that goblin lad named Snick.

They were not afraid of a tyrant.

Quite the opposite, they longed for a powerful Noobla to whip those who truly bullied them.

If not a powerful Noobla, other demons or humans would do!

This world is just that absurd.

Even Vivian, who had no relation, gazed at Luo Yan with shining eyes, her breath quickening, knees together, even her eyes moistening.

Mia glanced warily at Vivian, unable to resist glancing again after a while.

Her attention was no longer on Luo Yan, completely drawn by this character.

Is this really his sister?

The Enchanting Demon's sixth sense told her not to underestimate this brain-addled vampire...

"As for the Magic Crystal Cannon..." Luo Yan suddenly softened his tone, "Its strategic significance certainly doesn't need emphasis, and enhancing production efficiency is indeed critical."

Hope flared in Grock's eyes, but within two seconds, that just-kindled flame was doused by a basin of cold water thrown in his face.

"...But have you considered that once I release the production permit and allow guys like you to get involved, the surface human nations could grasp this technology in minutes?"

Grock's face changed instantly, exclaiming in alarm.

"That's impossible! My loyalty to His Majesty the Demon God—"

"Then can you guarantee, using the lives of everyone present," Luo Yan's lips curled with a cold smile, continuing, "that those present won't betray us for personal gain and leak the core technology of the Magic Crystal Cannon... I've spoken, do you believe it yourselves?"

The conference room fell into a dead silence.

The people's faces shifted slightly, even Feistin's expression grew serious as he started pondering the stakes.

The Trade Union representatives, who had been watching, now had scrutinizing looks in their eyes.

Grock unconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead, a chill running down his spine.

No wonder he toppled the Dragon family!

This Lord is harder to deal with than he imagined...

Continuing to challenge him here would be unwise; he needs to rethink his strategy!

Grock's mind spun rapidly, hastily saying, "I... I did overlook this. But please believe me, I'm doing all this for you, for His Majesty the Demon God, for the prosperity of Hell..."

Luo Yan looked at him, his expression indifferent.

"Then think it through before speaking."

"Yes..." Grock, sweating profusely, sat back down.

The members of the Trade Union saw Grock's defeat, and complex emotions stirred within them. They had hoped Grock would showcase the chamber's influence in front of the new Lord, yet now he was easily subdued by the opponent.

Disappointment, wavering, even a trace of fear... all intertwined in their eyes.

And the newly arrived Lord Luo Yan stood like an unbreakable rock, his unshakeable authority invisibly erected before them.

Feistin looked at Luo Yan with a smile, nodding slightly, a glimmer of admiration flickering in his eyes.

He had indeed not misjudged.

This guy is naturally a Demon King; no wonder he could solve problems that stumped Reggie Dragon.

The young man truly is a talent!