Who do you love more?
He opens his red eyes lazily, leaning back in his chair. 'Yuan Bo' stares at the enchantment on the ceiling. The demonic enchantment glares in an orange hue as fire bursts out.
"A reaction after such a long time," He mumbles slowly.
"L-Lord..." Old Nagasawa shakes in terror. Is this an omen? He looks at Lord's scarred arm. The body is dying. "What is happening?"
"The sacrifice," The demon mutters nonchalantly. "What could it be? I have been inside that violin for such a long time. I forgot how things were set up by the previous heads."
"I will bring the log of the changes." Old Nagasawa steps toward the door.
"Later." The demon clicks his tongue in annoyance, tilting his head slightly. "Have you found a new body for me?"
Old Nagasawa halts in his tracks. He can't wait to leave this room. The demon makes him nervous. "We brought a few boys who were born under the constellation that you prefer."