Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

"When my father was alive, Amoro Hengzong enjoyed all the conveniences. As soon as my father disappeared, he immediately surrendered to Prince Wan and gave Prince Wan a list of my father's confidants."

"Prince Wan killed them or captured them."

"After I became the Demon King and killed Prince Wan, he brought me a list of Prince Wan's confidants, only asking for a chance to survive."

Randomly cast a sharp gaze on Amorovende, "To say that he is a fence-sitter is already a embellishment."

"For such a person, I will only call him 'scumbag'!"

"No, no! My father is not that kind of person, you are talking nonsense! It's all nonsense! You are saying this on purpose because you are afraid that I will take your position as the Demon King!"

Ren Yi sighed softly: "You don't really think that you can become the Demon King without me stopping you?"

"Do you think I have been playing tricks all along?"

She stretched out a hand and patted him on the face:

"You're still too young."

Wen De dodged Ren Yi's hand, "Impossible! Impossible! I don't believe it!"

Ren Yi shook his head and sighed, "Neither you nor your father have any characteristics of the Amoro family. I really doubt whether Amoro Hengzong is my father's younger brother."

Wen De was even more furious. "You are slandering me! You insulted my father. I will fight you!"

"That's enough!" Juan Feng squatted on the ground holding his head, "That's enough!"

"Now that we are in this situation, don't think about your family or surname. Just think about saving your life first!"

Wen De was furious and grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up.

"You have followed my father the longest, so you say something! Speak!"

Faced with Wen De's probing questions, Juan Feng closed his eyes tiredly.

Anyone who saw this scene would chuckle:

"I was just saying it casually, but I didn't expect... or was it true?"

No wonder Prince Shi didn't care about brotherly love at all, whether in the previous life or this life.

Because he already knew that he was not the devil's brother.

Juan Feng slowly spoke to Wen De, "Amo Luo Ze Li, your grandfather, is a playboy who flirts with women everywhere."

"But he never left any offspring. When Amoro Wangul was eight years old, your father's mother died of illness. He went through untold hardships to find your grandfather alone."

"Actually, Amo Luo Ze Li knew that the child was not his own flesh and blood, but he had come to You Huang Palace through so much hardship alone, so he felt compassion for the child and recognized him as his second child."

Wen De loosened his hands that were grabbing Juan Feng's clothes weakly.

"Amoro Wangul and Amoro Hengzong are not brothers."

"Your father already knew this, which is why he betrayed Amoro Wangul without hesitation."

Wen De staggered back several steps.

"You...know everything..."

He raised his head, his scarlet eyes showing a crazy and confused look:

“You know everything, and yet you still want to watch me go around like a clown, saying that I’m of the bloodline of the Demon Emperor family, and watch me swear solemnly to become the Demon King…hahahahaha!”

Juan Feng sighed:

"We faked our own death at that time, and the demon clan was leaderless. Maybe we could really succeed!"

"I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would have a psychological burden, and then... then..."

Wen De raised his head, as if he had heard a huge joke, raised his finger and pointed at Juan Feng and said loudly: "It won't be realistic, right?!"

Juan Feng lowered his head, not daring to look into his eyes again.

Wen De slowly closed his eyes.

He thought that he had left home at a young age to learn magic, and when he returned home one day his family was destroyed, and he was an avenger carrying a deep blood feud.

Unexpectedly, he was just a poor guy.

Just an excuse to be used.

He laughed even more wildly, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped his own Baihui acupoint.

Purple blood slowly flowed down his forehead.

The vitality around him quickly dissipated, and a sad smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He slowly sat down on the ground with his back against the wall.

In just a moment, he was completely out of breath.

Juan Feng looked at Wen De in shock, unable to utter a word.

He narrowed his eyes, turned around and left the cell.

Chu Yang followed him out of the cell, still feeling upset about what had just happened.

"Why did he commit suicide? It's as if he had suffered a great injustice."

Chu Yang thought about it and couldn't help asking Ren Yi:

"Your Majesty, if... I mean if, you were him, would you also choose to commit suicide?"

Ren Yi turned around and smiled at him:

"Suicide? These two words are not in my dictionary."

"It's just a loss of reputation. Strength is the most important reputation."

"It doesn't matter whether you are my biological child or not, or whether you have been deceived or not. What matters is that you want to know."

"If you want to be king, then do it, step by step..."

As she spoke, she walked forward.

“When you reach the top of the mountain and no one can match you, you have succeeded.”