The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

The night silently descended, the amethyst high above the ceiling of the Demon City refracted the gentle moonlight, ceding the center stage to the Padric family's manor.

Mr. Feistin, dressed in a tailcoat, walked to the front of the stage, with Mrs. Serena, who earlier got lost at the doorstep, on his arm.

The two of them were a perfect match, as charming and graceful as ever, drawing the attention of all the guests in the room without uttering a word.

Mr. Feistin exchanged a glance with his wife, then gently tapped his wine glass, signaling the guests to look toward him, before beginning to speak in a resonant and nuanced voice.

"Thank you, dear friends, for coming to my daughter's birthday celebration."

"On this special day, let us raise our glasses together and wish her eternal youth, happiness, and health!"

The brief opening remarks quickly came to an end.

Amid enthusiastic applause and toasts, Mr. Feistin downed the red wine in his glass, then nodded slightly, yielding the spotlight to his daughter descending the staircase.

The lights in the manor hall dimmed at just the right moment, leaving only the spotlight on the staircase laid with red carpet.

Mia Padric gently lifted the hem of her dress, slowly descending the stairs.

She wore a deep red gown, the silky fabric hugging her graceful figure, the hem swinging slightly, accentuating the curves of her long legs, captivating yet retaining elegance.

Her pink hair was intricately piled up, revealing a slender, fair neck, where a diamond necklace adorned with embellishments lay quietly at her neckline, vivid under the magic light.

Each of her steps seemed to tread on the heartstrings of all the guests, causing numerous young demons to involuntarily hold their breath.

"...She is so beautiful."

"Truly worthy of the Padric family's legacy..."

"Is this the bloodline of an Enchanting Demon... Damn, my Flame Crystal feels like it's burning!"

"Get away from me! Don't set my hair on fire!"

It is said that demons have different aesthetic standards, what humans find beautiful might not appeal to a Horror Demon, and vice versa.

Yet some beauty transcends species, carrying the dreams of all creatures on this planet for beauty or perhaps allure.

Luo Yan, too, was seeing Mia dressed like this for the first time, unable to reconcile this elegant image with the girl who once kicked his chair back fiercely.

It was incredibly astonishing.

Soon, Luo Yan noticed the diamond necklace she wore on her chest and, staring at it for a while, realized with surprise that it was the very diamond he had given her.

Perhaps having noticed his gaze, their eyes inadvertently met.

Apparently satisfied with his expression, a mischievous glint flashed in her heart-shaped pupils.

Luo Yan hadn't said anything yet when he heard a stifled sound and urgent whispered conversations from behind him.

"Miss Mia... gasp... she looked at me!" A female demon noble with blushing cheeks, as if awakening some ancient bloodline, rolled her eyes and fainted.

"Miss Karina, wake up... please come to your senses! That's impossible." The Dark Night Elf maid beside her hurriedly caught her, trying to rouse this self-deluded person.

A commotion ensued around them.

Hearing the whispers behind him, Luo Yan felt a piercing sensation on his back, while his Power of Faith surged.

It seemed that, unbeknownst to him, a few more young men holding grudges against him had appeared in the crowd.

Yet given their level, it was best to let them be.

Even altogether, they probably couldn't compare to Xino Dragon, the dim-witted one. Despite his foolishness, he indeed possessed some skills, far surpassing those young masters who spent their days chasing after women.

"..."

Watching the "restless" Luo Yan, the corners of Mia's mouth slightly curved up, as if a prank had succeeded and a great enemy had been avenged.

Now that's more like it.

Merely a lowly Demon King, it's enough to just have eyes for her, yet he dared to glance around, even thinking of that blonde sister... truly ignorant of his limits.

Even Mrs. Serena was out of bounds!

Of course—

The Chosen One of Saint Sis was even more out of the question!

After "reprimanding" a certain cocky Demon King in her mind, Mia gracefully moved to her parents' side, thanking the guests present as the young host of the Padric family and downing a glass of red wine.

Amid applause and congratulations, the lights in the manor hall came back on.

The servants waiting at the sides of the banquet hall stepped forward, serving champagne and fine wine to the guests, the crisp clinking of crystal glasses filling the hall, accompanied by the sound of lively conversations.

The banquet was now officially underway, and what followed was the evening's highlight—

As the host of the evening, Mia would lead the first dance in the ballroom according to Hell's customs.

Due to the unique nature of the Padric family, her dance partner naturally became the center of attention, even influencing the political landscape of the Demon City to some extent.

This was unavoidable, regardless of personal intentions.

As the melodious and mysterious music began to play, the soft lights focused on the stage.

Mia gently lifted her gown and left her parents' side, walking toward the edge of the dance floor.

Luo Yan could clearly sense that the demon youth on his left was puffing out his chest like a rooster ready to crow. Meanwhile, on his other side, a Dream Demon dandy was nervously looking around, his eyes filled with anticipation, though it was unclear for what.