Ning Feiyan had a sudden realization but still felt somewhat incredulous, "Could it be that Young Master Mi Lu really drove the humans from the War Slave Camp into the Houtu beneath Zhaoyu Palace?"
This could no longer be called overconfidence, it was sheer stupidity.
To thus brazenly lay bare the secret left behind by the old Demon Lord, right in front of human cultivators.
Such behavior was akin to a wild wolf offering its neck to a hunter, exposing its softest belly to the enemy.
Behind the curtained beads, a cold laugh from the Female Demon Lord sounded: "My brother has been well protected by our father since childhood, born to a lofty position where it was natural for him to deprive everything.
To him, enemies with collars on, once they bow down at his feet and have their fangs and claws clipped, are powerless to resist or bite back. Overconfidence is stupidity, has he ever done anything less foolish?"
