World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1074 - 488: Cold-blooded Queen! Gui Xingfu’s Destiny!_2

Chapter 1074: 488: Cold-blooded Queen! Gui Xingfu’s Destiny!_2

"Of course not," Suo Mo replied. "The Chieftain’s hospitality has always been gracious and warm, but as your servant, I must know my place."

"No, no, no, you are my friend," Constantine said with a hearty laugh. "Now that you’re here, we won’t leave until we’re thoroughly drunk."

Lanling sneered inwardly. He knew he had encountered yet another ambitious and calculating figure.

Suppressing the Foreign Tribe Army and humiliating them were all guided by Constantine’s will.

Even the watchdogs outside were allowed to insult Suo Mo, yet Constantine himself showed a facade of extreme friendliness.

Suo Mo bowed and said, "Thank you for your magnanimity, Chieftain. I would like to introduce my nephew to you—your newest Samurai."

"Oh?" Constantine said, "Is it this handsome young man here?"

Constantine’s gaze fell on Lanling, and instantly it felt like a mountain was pressing down on him. The mental pressure he exerted was even more overwhelming than the Shaman Goru.

Just as Lanling felt the world around him go dark, and breathing seemed impossible, Constantine burst into laughter and said, "Are you sure he’s not your son? You two do look somewhat alike."

Suo Mo replied, "During yesterday’s Heavenly Eye Judgment, my nephew Lanling failed to pass Goru’s scrutiny and fell into the fiery depths of the lava abyss. Coincidentally, his daughter succeeded and was taken in by Goru. However, as fate would have it, the holy mountain’s blessing saved him, allowing Lanling to survive and join the Foreign Tribe Army. Since he didn’t die, naturally his daughter need not remain in Goru’s care."

Constantine said, "So, you want to help your nephew retrieve his daughter?"

Suo Mo replied, "Yes, daughters should live with their fathers. I know you also have your precious daughter whom you cherish like a jewel."

Constantine said, "Indeed, the one I treasure most is my beloved daughter. I’ve also heard that your adopted son Du Yan is pursuing her?"

Hearing this bit of information, Lanling was momentarily stunned.

Du Yan? Suo Mo’s adopted son and the second-in-command of the Foreign Tribe Army.

Lanling hadn’t met him yet, as Du Yan had been assigned to the Chieftain’s daughter’s escort team and was away conducting a trade mission with a distant tribe hundreds of miles away.

Could he be courting the Chieftain’s daughter out of genuine love or to elevate himself in status?

Suo Mo promptly said, "I will warn him not to harbor delusional thoughts."

"Hahaha..." Constantine laughed heartily. "Young people pursuing love is not wrong. Don’t be too harsh."

Suo Mo replied, "The disparity between Du Yan and your daughter’s status is far too great. I will ensure he recognizes his insignificance. Please rest assured."

Constantine smiled faintly and said nothing, turning his gaze to Suo Lun instead. "That little girl, a flying demon descendant—is she your biological daughter?"

He spoke in the common tongue of the human race, so Lanling could understand.

"Yes," Lanling replied.

At this moment, he had to claim her. Otherwise, there was no chance of bringing his daughter back.

If you are a foster father, then Goru, the Shaman, could also claim to be her foster father.

Constantine said, "Then why don’t I see your wings?"

Lanling directly opened his shirt, revealing the bone wounds on his back. "I once had wings, but they were plucked out one by one, while I was alive."

Of course, in reality, his wings hadn’t grown yet; they weren’t actually removed.

But from the look of it, it appeared indistinguishable from the truth.

Constantine’s eyes gleamed. "That must have been painful."

Then he fell into deep thought.

Goru had already approached him, saying that once the little girl grew up, most of the demon blood within her would be offered to Constantine, leaving only a small portion for Goru.

Whether to return the girl to Lanling was entirely Constantine’s decision.

The Shaman Goru would never dare defy Constantine.

In the Chieftain’s mind, Suo Mo was far more important. Without Suo Mo, there would be no Foreign Tribe Army.

Without the Foreign Tribe Army, the Chimera Tribe would lose a formidable cannon fodder force, as well as a third of their hunting harvests.

However, when it came to Constantine’s personal bonds and trust—

Suo Mo couldn’t compare to Goru.

This was because Goru was nothing more than a lapdog, ever ready to lick Constantine’s boots without hesitation.

On the other hand, Suo Mo—despite his apparent deference, always kneeling in his presence—had a core of unshakable dignity.

A powerful, proud, upright, honorable, and courageous Samurai. A perfect commander.

This made Constantine dislike him greatly, even to the point of intense disdain.

Moreover, Suo Mo had once saved Constantine’s life, which only deepened his resentment.

Yet, Suo Mo was irreplaceable.

Constantine had considered promoting Du Yan to command the Foreign Tribe Army, but... Suo Mo’s authority within the army was utterly unshakable.

Soon, Constantine made his decision and ordered, "Summon Goru."

Moments later, the little monstrous Shaman Goru arrived. From the moment he stepped in, he made no effort to conceal the venomous hatred in his gaze toward Lanling.

It was he who had wanted to claim the little girl for himself and burn Lanling alive in the molten abyss. Now that Lanling had survived, his expression was filled with spiteful poison.

This was a truly vile man, rotten to his very core.

Dina had once mentioned that he used to be a member of Suo Mo’s wandering group. His life had been saved by Suo Mo.

But since arriving at the Chimera Tribe, he had grovelled before the previous Shaman, becoming his apprentice.