Mo Wan had successfully transformed.
This should have been an entirely predictable event, yet given what had actually happened before, it felt all the more surprising.
In the courtyard, the six demon kings each had their own thoughts. Firstly, Mo Wan's transformation clearly signaled to them that My lord had reached the Eighth Rank of martial artistry. Based on past experience, it meant they would next regain their own powers, one by one.
Secondly, My lord had clearly undergone some kind of change since his return this time, a change that left all six demon kings somewhat puzzled.
They had no idea what My lord was truly thinking.
Or perhaps, in the past, while they might have outwardly acknowledged Zheng Fan as "My lord" in both word and deed, they had never genuinely accepted him as such in their hearts.
CREAK.
Zheng Fan, his hair still wet, pushed open the door and walked out. He didn't walk far before reaching the courtyard.
