The elder man's eyes were full of hope.
"Young man, but how?"
"Just come with me."
Guo Jun's station was rather dilapidated if compared to the other Demon Lords'. He also did not have many subordinates to do stuff for him.
When Zhang Fengxi and the other weak and useless human beings arrived, Guo Jun and his meager group of subordinates were already waiting. The least popular Demon Lord could not help but heave a sigh of utter desolation at the pitiful sight before him.
"The young ones, go do some manual labor at the workshop," Guo Jun's attendant said. "The old ones, go to the furnace."
The furnace was where human souls were decimated and used as fuel to power the Demonic Realm.
The elder man was the only old one in the group. He stuck to Zhang Fengxi stubbornly, refusing to leave him at all costs.
"Demon Lord Guo Jun, I have a proposal to make," Zhang Fengxi talked to Guo Jun directly.
Guo Jun instantly became angry.
