230, [Seeing the Future]

The Demon Sect's main peak.

Sect Master Shen Yan of the Demon Sect was seated at the main seat in the grand hall, his bald head shining brightly.

The various peak masters took their seats in turn, initiating the daily tea meeting.

Yes, it was quite common for these bigwigs of the Demon Sect to gather and chat.

The beautiful young woman, Luo Wanqiu, idly stirred her teacup with slender jade-like fingers, and laughed flirtatiously, "I heard Junior Uncle Master has made quite the name for himself down the mountain?"

Shen Yan's ugly bare face, devoid of even eyebrows and eyelashes, cracked into a slight smile that made him look like a boiled egg with a face, and he nodded slightly.

With his hoarse voice that reminded one of a screaming chicken, he said, "I just went to the back mountain and had a talk about the matter of Tianque Gate with Sir."

"Oh? And what did Sir say?" Yue Heshan asked curiously.