The Tai Wei's delicate face also carried an expression of icy indifference, clearly indicating a foul mood.
Facing the 'invasive' presence of the two, Shangguan Qingtian simply deflected with minimal effort, saying, "I wonder what brings you both here?"
"Shangguan Qingtian, spare me the act, was it you who set our Demon King's Mansion ablaze? You rendered me 'homeless' and caused significant losses, and yet you still have the nerve to ask what I'm here for?"
"It's hard to miss how thick-skinned you've become. Don't think that denying responsibility will let you 'get away' with it. Explain, how do you intend to compensate me?"
The Demon King of the Seventy-two Mansions was naturally a man accustomed to 'luxury,' and for his comfort, he casually conjured an upscale-looking sofa.
After sitting down, Yin Xie leaned back, hands behind his head, his abyss-black eyes fixed on Shangguan Qingtian not far away.
"Tai Wei, don't stand on ceremony, have a seat as you please."
