"Yes." Yu Lijing nodded; she had also guessed this.
"Just say what you want to say." Yu Lijing didn't think that the Demon Lord had come here specifically to talk nonsense to her.
The Demon Lord stared at Yu Lijing for a long time. His deep gaze made Yu Lijing feel a little dazed, as if he had a lot to say to her. But the feeling was fleeting and left no trace. It was so fast that Yu Lijing thought it was just a hallucination caused by her own confusion.
"Go and talk to Yu Jinshuo, and make sure nothing goes wrong." Just as Yu Lijing wanted to observe the meaning in the Demon Lord's eyes more closely, the Demon Lord had already coldly stated his purpose.
Yu Lijing looked into the Demon Lord's eyes again, and they were as usual, without any of the complex emotions she had just felt.
It seems it really was just her imagination.
"What's wrong with Jin Shuo?" Yu Lijing suppressed her doubts and asked as usual.
The Demon Lord gave Yu Lijing a meaningful look: "Your brain has really gone muddled lately."
One sentence successfully ignited Yu Lijing's anger: "Are you provoking me?"
In response to Yu Lijing's questioning, the Demon Lord merely curled his lips into a faint smile devoid of any real emotion: "Tomorrow will be a moment of life and death for the Demon Realm, I have no time for that."
Yu Lijing narrowed her eyes unfriendly. Even if her mind was getting more and more confused lately, she didn't need him to make sarcastic remarks.
If she weren't confused, why would she have entered the forbidden area?
Why give up the position of Demon Lord?
Yu Lijing's silence caused the Demon Lord to frown imperceptibly, and then she said, "You should also know that Yu Jinshuo has always had his eye on the position of Demon Lord, but now it is absolutely impossible for him to inherit the position of Demon Lord."
"So what if that's the case?" Yu Lijing didn't think there was any problem.
If it were before, when Yu Xinyi was not strong enough, then Yu Jinshuo would naturally have inherited the position of Demon Lord. Now, of course, it is Yu Xinyi.
"Sometimes a person's jealousy can lead them to do wrong things," the demon said pointedly.
"What do you mean by jealousy?" Yu Lijing questioned the Demon Lord with dissatisfaction. "You mean Yu Jinshuo is jealous of his own nephew?"
The Demon Lord merely chuckled and did not immediately answer Yu Lijing.
Yu Lijing was naturally dismissive of the Demon Lord's reaction.
“Our family wouldn’t do that,” Yu Lijin said confidently.
"What are you laughing at?" Yu Lijing had barely finished speaking when she suddenly noticed a look of astonishment flash across the face of the demon lord opposite her, and immediately burst into laughter.
The sarcasm, mockery, and disbelief in that smile made her feel uneasy, as if she had a thorn in her side.
The Demon Lord couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing so hard his stomach hurt. He hadn't heard such a funny joke in a long time.
"No jealousy?" the Demon Lord asked with a cold laugh. "If there was no jealousy, then how did that person die back then?"
The Demon Lord's words were like a sharp arrow piercing Yu Lijing's heart, causing her face to drain of all color and turn deathly pale.
“You…” Yu Lijing wanted to retort, but couldn’t find the words to say.
Pointing his finger at the Demon Lord, he wanted to curse him, but he was so angry that he couldn't utter a word. He could only tremble all over.
"That's because he doesn't know what's good for him." Yu Lijing finally found a suitable reason in her anger.
"Ungrateful?" the Demon Lord asked with amusement. "Just because of one sentence, 'ungrateful,' you sent someone to kill him?"
"Such ruthless methods." The Demon Lord questioned with a mocking smile, "You went to see him one last time, how did it feel? Did you feel relieved? Did you feel comfortable?"
"Ah—" Yu Lijing suddenly grabbed her hair with both hands and roared wildly, like a wounded beast.
The Demon Lord watched calmly, without even retreating.
Only the slight, rapid rise and fall of his chest betrayed the unease in his heart. Clearly, Yu Lijing's condition was also difficult for him to assess.
"Get out of here! Get out!" Yu Lijing's head was throbbing with pain, and she wished she could tear the demon lord in front of her into eight pieces.
However, her mad thoughts were always suppressed by the last shred of reason she had left. She knew she couldn't make a move, she absolutely couldn't make a move now.
To protect the demon realm, we must not attack the demon lord now.
The Demon Lord let out a long sigh. Clearly, he also regretted his actions just now, and said in a low voice, "I shouldn't have said those things."
He knew perfectly well that Yu Lijing was mentally confused, so why did he still provoke her?
His hands, hanging by his sides, were clenched into fists; he was still somewhat unwilling to give up.
"Don't forget to have a good talk with Yu Jinshuo. If he goes crazy and does something outrageous, he might destroy the demon realm." The demon lord finished speaking hastily, no longer looking at Yu Lijing's almost collapsing expression, and turned to leave in a hurry.
His hurried figure and rapid steps gave the impression of a disheveled escape.
Hurting the person you care about most is tantamount to hurting yourself.
The Demon Lord did something that even he himself wanted to despise.
That's incredibly stupid.
In the room, Yu Lijing was all alone. She was desperately pulling at her hair, her body trembling and convulsing.
His head trembled slightly without his awareness, and his lips opened and closed in a trembling motion.
As if all his strength had been drained, he slowly slumped to the ground.
Many images flashed through her mind rapidly, so fast that she was dazzled.
She tried desperately to grasp something, but unfortunately, she couldn't hold onto anything.