"Okay." Satan murmured.

What Ye Mingyu had told him next, she could no longer hear it.

Popcorn exploded in my mind.

Sitting on the light gray sheet, she held the pillow tightly, threw her phone aside, silently around, and only one sentence echoed in her mind: "He is coming?" "He is coming?"...

This has been repeated countless times.

The question mark becomes the end.

He is coming.

"Hey, Lord Demon, wake up! Demon King? Your Majesty?"

The old servant's cry came to his ears.

Satan opened his mouth and let out a foolish voice. His whole body was like a melted square soap, which suddenly softened, lost all its edges and corners, and slowly exhaled bubbles.

"Mr. Demon!"

The shoulder was patted.

She only noticed the old servant in front of her.

At this moment, the old servant was even more excited than himself, with an expression that the child had finally grown up.

"This wave is like a crow taking a plane and going to the sky!" The old servant said with tears in his eyes.

"But..." Satan said in a daze, "He is coming to the demon world, wait!"

Satan suddenly realized the problem and was shocked:

"How did he know he was coming to the Demon Realm? In other words, Ye Mingyu had known my identity before? Forget it, this is not the point, I...what should I do now?"

The old servant smiled slightly and signaled that Satan was calm.

"Don't worry, everything will be prepared by tomorrow afternoon. We will show the highest level of etiquette to entertain the prince consort, but external force is always external force. The key is your Majesty, the Demon King..."

"I?"

Satan pointed at himself and thought to himself, what's wrong with me?

The old servant nodded solemnly and said firmly:
Chapter completed!