"The rate of defection among the Demon Race spies in various regions has increased by at least ten percent. Your strategy of 'knocking the mountain to shake the tiger' has indeed been effective." Qing Feng looked at the report in his hand, his tone carrying a trace of surprise.
"The Demon Race has always adhered to the law of the jungle, fearing power but not virtue. Thus, both soft and hard tactics are necessary. Otherwise, unless they have no other choice, they would not consider siding with us." Ming Yue said calmly.
"Indeed, unless this nature is changed, it's impossible for humans and the Demon Race to even consider peaceful coexistence." Qing Feng also agreed.
"When will you set out? The army is almost ready." Ming Yue asked.
The attack on the Demon Domain is not a pretense; it is real. They have been preparing for three months, now just waiting for Gu Shanhai to join in the action.
Of course, they would act in advance, as Gu Shanhai's side might be slightly delayed.
