The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Not to mention he wasn't that reasonable either.

Watching the enraged Baron Avister shouting, Luo Yan put away his magic wand with a peculiar expression.

Although he didn't know what had happened, it seemed there was no need for him to intervene.

Meanwhile, standing at the edge of the magical crowd, Vivian was staring at him intently, her eyes shining brightly.

As expected of the elder brother!

Just a slight move—no, actually not even a move, relying merely on the Demon King's aura to press the opponent down harshly...

Simply too cool!

Not far away, Baron Avister was forced into hand-to-hand combat with a group of Hell Veterans.

He knocked down one Undead Warrior with a punch, only to be kicked hard in the backside by a Hell Dwarf rushing up from behind.

He angrily activated the power of the Flame Demon bloodline and slapped back, but the Fine Steel Level Hell Dwarf merely snorted, barely scratched.

Meanwhile, the Undead Warrior he had knocked down earlier had already stood up shakily, roaring and charging at him.

"For justice!"

Avister: "???"

A bunch of you beating me up, and you dare talk about justice?!

In less than five minutes, Baron Avister ended up with a bruised face, clothes in tatters, and lying embarrassingly on the ground.

The group of civilians wouldn't actually dare kill a noble.

Seeing he lost his fighting power, they let go one by one, and upon hearing someone whistle, all fled in a hurry... even swiping Baron Avister's ruby scepter and other visible jewels from him.

The nearby patrolling guards hurriedly arrived, helping Baron Avister off the ground, asking anxiously.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Baron Avister, with a dark face, patted the dust off his clothes and said through gritted teeth.

"I'm fine..."

There's no benefit in holding a bunch of paupers accountable for him; it might just let his embarrassing story spread throughout Demon City.

Conflicted between dignity and justice, he ultimately chose to endure the disgrace for the sake of dignity.

Just you wait…

Baron Avister looked fiercely at the Demon King, only to find bafflingly that he had already disappeared.

The guy hadn't watched him get beaten till the end, leaving at some point.

Baron Avister's face turned beet red, lips trembling with rage, Flame Crystal almost exploding.

The guards beside him exchanged looks, not daring to ask more or speak.

Meanwhile, not far from the group, hidden in the shadows, Isabelle witnessed everything, excitedly shaking her heart-shaped tail, like discovering a treasure in a maze.

Previously, she had been secretly following the Demon King, hoping for an interview chance, but unexpectedly ended up with a juicy scoop instead.

"Baron Avister challenged the Demon King to a duel to defend the hearing's dignity... Just Hell Veterans bravely stood in front of the Demon King to defend their honor and the glory of the Demon God... Hehe... Perfect!"

Holding the Recording Crystal, Isabelle's cheeks flushed with a dreamy red haze.

Yet, just as she was fantasizing about the news at her fingertips, a calm voice suddenly spoke from behind her.

"Sneaky filming isn't a good habit; while I don't mind, the Colin family surely won't like having a sneaky little mouse trailing their young master."

Isabelle trembled all over, her tail turned into an antenna.

She turned around fearfully, unsurprisingly meeting a pair of deep purple eyes.

"Lord Demon King..."

Her body froze completely, legs trembling, nearly collapsing.

Luo Yan looked at her, half-smiling, reaching out to take away the Recording Crystal Ball from her hand.

He initially thought it was the Dragon family observing from the shadows, yet today he stumbled upon some brazen amateurs.

Spy on the Colin family's little ancestor, she definitely braver than Baron Avister.

Does she have no family left in Hell?

As for how he knew this wasn't someone from the Dragon family, the press emblem on the Crystal Ball had already betrayed her identity.

This guy is a journalist!

Vivian yawned, sizing up the snooping journalist lady, eyes weary like looking at a bat hanging on a tree.

"Dear… Mr. Luo Yan, how about letting me handle this Enchanting Demon?"

She most hated Enchanting Demons.

These sneaky vixens only knew how to seduce other people's brothers all day.

Moreover, this one was particularly outrageous, daring to sneakily film her respected and loved elder brother...

Grave sin!

Luo Yan glanced at distant Baron Avister, then at the trembling journalist in front.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly realized something, revealing a playful smile.

"I'll handle it myself."