"It's not a..."

"That's Your Majesty Qiao Nan." Furneus said lightly, "Have you all gone to the belly of a dog in your history class?"

The two said it in private, and many people couldn't hear it. They could only see that the two seemed to be communicating something. Qiao Nan glanced over there, only to find that Feneus had released the hold that was holding Flash. hand, bowed to himself.

A very standard surrender gesture.

Flush froze in place, completely unable to believe his ears.

Did he just hear a name in a history textbook? ?

Furneus's attitude is particularly obvious. In the eyes of the latter city lords, Furneus's attitude is really too weird, and the top-ranked city lords understand when they discover Furneus's attitude towards Jonan .

Furneus has determined that the other party is Jonan.

Although the resurrection from the dead is very absurd, but it happened in front of them, so the identity of the dragon prince...

Qiao Nan walked up and turned around, looking down at everyone in the banquet hall, "I'm glad to see everyone again."

"Welcome to your Majesty's return." Furneus bowed his head first. He kept kneeling on one knee, and lowered his head with his left hand on his chest. His kneeling seemed to be a signal, and all the fronts who fought with Qiao Nan in the Quartet The city lord knelt down together, and once again offered his loyalty to Qiao Nan, who was standing at a high place.

They were sure it was His Majesty.

Dozens of extremely proud city lords actually knelt down and gave a big gift to a stranger at this time. When the other party has not done anything, the other party is regarded as the king.

Is this the cartilaginous head pressing on them? ?

"Who are you?" Someone finally asked uncontrollably.

Jonan glanced.

Everyone who knelt down was basically known to him, and only a few he had never seen before. They should be the new late city lords. They should have recognized themselves, or they would not have knelt down with them.

Qiao Nan raised the corner of his mouth: "My name is Jocelyn. Of course, you can also call me Qiao Nan. I'm still quite used to the name Qiao Nan."

Jonan?

It may be because the name has always been heard from Amos these days, and these city lords immediately remembered the meaning of the name.

It's the real Demon King!

But that king has already died. He has been dead for nearly two thousand years. The bones are probably rotten into mud. How can he appear in front of them again?

There was an uproar in the banquet hall. Qiao Nan glanced at the people who did not kneel one by one, and took their faces in his heart.

And Lilith...

Qiao Nan found Lilith standing in the dark corner of the corner and smiled at her from a distance.

Lily stared back without showing weakness.

Damn, just now was thinking that Jocelyn was just a fake... didn't expect to turn into a real master!

They maintain respect for His Majesty Qiao Nan, but it does not mean that they will be afraid of a dead person, just like a sheep who has never seen a lion thinks that the lion has nothing to be afraid of, and cannot maintain a sense of reverence for it.

"Be careful." Funeus had a headache at the stubbornness and unrealistic fantasies of these people. Even though he already knew the identity of His Majesty, he still spoke nonsense to His Majesty.

"What? Do you have an opinion on me?" Qiao Nan was not angry, he stretched out his hand to suppress what Furneus wanted to say, but asked calmly, "If you have an opinion, say it, am I right? I will blame you."

When the man made a sound, Cyril had already clenched his fists, but he knew that he couldn't shoot now, so he kept holding himself down and didn't do anything too excited. He was standing in the shadows at this time, and Li Bai was not far away. Li Bai hesitated for a while and walked over from where he was standing.

"Your Majesty Cyril."

"Huh?" At this time, Cyril naturally didn't have the patience to take care of Li Bai, and just responded casually.

"His Majesty the Demon King and His Highness Jocelyn, the two of them..."

Hearing this, Cyril suddenly turned his head and smiled at Li Bai. There was ridicule, disdain and a hint of sympathy in that laughter.

pity? Why is there sympathy? Is he sympathizing with me or with the Demons or the Dragons?

Li Bai was inexplicably laughed at by Cyril.

"Your Majesty Cyril...you..."

"Nothing, just thought of something funny, what do you want to ask?"

"His Royal Highness Jocelyn and him..."

"It's a person." Cyril admitted frankly, "You will become the king of the orcs in the future. This matter will not be hidden from you, but you must remember that this matter is a secret and cannot be known by others, especially the promise. Man, if he found out, you must have leaked it out."

Cyril was about to die of laughter at Li Bai's dullness. He even made a joke about Li Bai at this time, but Li Bai didn't think it was a joke, but thought it was a threat from Cyril.

Apart from the seventy-two city lords of the Demon Race, there was only one outsider in this banquet, and Norman didn't know why he didn't come.

From the beginning, Li Bai had been trying to stay away from the center of the whirlpool, but he didn't expect the secret he didn't want to know, and smashed him directly in the face at this time.

He is not at all interested in the secrets of the demon race. Although he will definitely become the king of the orc race in the future, it is estimated that it will be a few years later. Of course, knowing this kind of secret in advance will definitely make him in the future. The upper hand in the power struggle, but...

"Don't you have any associations when you hear Nannan's name?" Cyril asked again patiently.

Cyril was even more at a loss: "No."

Cyril looked at him like a fool, "Why don't you go out, you're really useless here."

Li Bai: ...

"If you want to continue to be your city lord, just keep your mouth shut. Your Majesty is not something you can contradict."