I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

An Rujing came to the top floor, but no one answered in Poktier's room.

not there?

He frowned.

The two had lunch together at noon and had agreed to discuss the contract details after lunch, but Pokjie did not contact him until the evening.

Thinking of something, he looked towards another room not far away.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on Anjuli's door and a slight noise was heard from inside.

There was a mockery in An Rujing's eyes. It was very likely that Pokjie was lustful and forgetful, and was still in the arms of a beautiful woman.

After a while, Anjoli opened the door.

An Rujing looked at her for a few times, turned away and said, "Let Pokjie pack up and follow me downstairs."

An Ruli's eyes were full of affection and her face was slightly red because of the residual drug effects. She exuded a charming laziness. She pretended not to know when she heard it: "Poketie? He's not here with me."

"Not here?" An Rujing was a little surprised. "Did he come to see you this afternoon?"

An Ruli said calmly: "No. He left before lunch."

"Then why do you look like this?" An Rujing said unhappily. He pushed An Ruli aside and rushed into the room.

There was no one else inside, and there was no ambiguous atmosphere in the bedroom...

An Ruli folded her hands and smiled sarcastically, "I am in this state because of Bo Kejie. He drugged me in the morning and I have been resting in the afternoon."

An Rujing paused, "Love potion? Why don't you find an antidote after he left?"

"He said the medicine was made from the blood of the Devil of Desire... I don't understand, and I can't find an antidote." An Ruli looked embarrassed, "Can you help me find an antidote for my symptoms? This medicine causes attacks in waves, and I don't know how long it will last."

An Rujing looked at her with complicated eyes, "Pokerjie will naturally help you solve the problem when he comes back. It's not good for me to interfere. His communication is not working. I will go down to deal with the matter first. If you have any news, please contact me in time."

After saying that, An Rujing turned and left. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Have someone clean up my room over here."

An Ruli frowned, "Don't you prefer the tree house?"

"Just do as I say." An Rujing said with a cold face and left the top floor.

He was a little uneasy because he couldn't find Pokter or contact Emile. The unconscious Laurendel was imprisoned on the rooftop, and the matter was of great importance and no mistakes could be made.

After dinner, An Rujing found an excuse to deal with several wealthy merchants from the north and returned to the top floor.

Anjuli was having dinner alone in her room.

"Is there any news about him yet?" An Rujing asked.

An Ruli calmly drank half a glass of juice and said, "No, maybe he left Twin Cities for some urgent matter?"

An Rujing shook his head. "It's unlikely. The underground city is the safest at this time. The Southern Alliance has not yet fulfilled the agreement. He will also say hello to us if he goes out."

"I just asked the people down there, and Poktier hasn't left the castle since lunch."

"Also, I got news that Emir also suffered at the hands of the Southern Alliance. His housekeeper said that he was recuperating in the canyon and it was inconvenient for him to contact us."

Anjouli's hand paused slightly. He was fine when he passed by Emile in the morning. He even had a quarrel with Poktier...

Could it be that he got injured after he went out?

After eating a piece of beef, An Ruli replied: "The only one who can hurt Emir is Bai Jingyan from the Southern Alliance. As for Pokjie...if he has never left, maybe he was bewitched by some goblin downstairs."

An Rujing thought about it and thought it was possible, but he wouldn't go that long without contacting her...

"I want to go to his room, will you come with me?"

An Ruli took a deep breath. How could I say I didn’t want to go? That room was disgusting just thinking about it…

She swallowed the last of the vegetable and put down her knife and fork. "He doesn't like people going to his room."

An Rujing fell silent, "Then wait a little longer."

An Ruli rubbed her forehead, stood up and said, "I don't feel well, I'm going to take a rest. Please ask someone to pack up my things for me. If there is any news, let me know."

Then she went into the bedroom and locked the door.

She didn't kill Pokjie, but Laurendel used her identity, so she will probably be found out...

However, during this period, the Pok family was severely suppressed by the Southern Alliance. When Pokjie died at this time, many people would think that it was the Southern Alliance that did it.

Although it is true.

If An Rujing knew that Luo Lundel had left, he would definitely think that it was that person who did it. But their act of kidnapping the other party and using it to threaten the Southern Alliance was not something that could be tolerated in public...

Taking a step back, even if An Rujing and Emil really found out about her, they would most likely help her keep it secret...

Anjuli leaned against the door, her expression changing from nervous to calm.

An Rujing sat outside the door for a while, and once again contacted Emile who was far away in the Broken Canyon.

This time the communication ring was connected.

Qingtian, whose consciousness returned to Emil, coughed and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Hearing his voice, An Rujing's serious expression eased a little, "Are you okay? Your housekeeper said you were injured by someone from the Southern Alliance?"

The voice sounds familiar... Count of Anjou?

Qingtian replied, "It's not serious. You'll be fine after a few days of rest. What do you want from me?"

"Did Pokjie contact you today?" An Rujing asked.

Sunny replied, "No. What's wrong?"

Hearing what the other party said, An Rujing felt a little heavy in his heart, "We can't contact him after this afternoon. He is not in the room in the castle either."

Qingtian deliberately remained silent for a while, then replied with a smile: "He probably won't leave the city. Maybe he's having fun somewhere in the city."

"I thought so at first, but we have an appointment with those tobacco and alcohol dealers in the north tonight, so he won't forget." An Rujing said.

"That's strange." Qingtian clicked his tongue in confusion, "He couldn't be drunk, or something happened to him."

An Rujing knew that it was useless to ask Emile, so he contacted Emile to confirm that he was safe. "I hope he is just drunk. I will go look for him again. If there is any news, we can contact each other."

"Okay, I'll ask around here too." Qingtian said and hung up the phone.

"What's wrong? Has something happened to Lord Pocket?" asked Emile's butler Onir.

Qingtian sat in the restaurant and continued to eat his late dinner. "I can't contact him for now. As long as he hasn't left the Twin Cities, he should be fine."

O'Neill stood beside the dining table and nodded without asking any further questions.

Pokjie is a god general, so nothing should go wrong in his own territory.

"You seem to be in much better shape after your afternoon rest. Would you like a glass of freshly brewed fruit wine?"

Qingtian shook his head, "Just feeling better, not suitable for drinking."

"Well. Be more careful." After saying this, O'Neill thought of another thing.

"How should we arrange for those two tonight? Although the main line of the demons in the White Mist Forest is orthodox, we haven't had much contact over the years."

"The Demon King sent you two demon servants at once. Could he have some bad intentions?"

Qingtian finished eating and put down the tableware. "There is definitely an intention, but it's not too bad. The reproduction rate of the 'Forest God Clan' is extremely low, and there have been almost no new members in recent years. And as the only two perfect god-level demons in Lanze, I am a good marriage partner."

"So after the reconciliation with the Southern Alliance this time, Bai Jingyan thought of forming a marriage alliance between the two sides."

Ernil suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. No wonder the demonic auras of those two are so strong and their bloodline suppression is so obvious. It turns out they are from the main lineage."

Qingtian's eyes flashed. Demonic aura and blood suppression were what Bai Jingyan mentioned were the demon clan's unique methods of identifying strong men.

"Yes, so don't worry too much. In addition, I promised Bai Jingyan that if these two have children in the future, I will send at least one with high potential to the White Mist Forest."

Ernil smiled and said, "That's good too. Who knows, in many years, the orthodox bloodline of the demon clan will be yours."

Qingtian rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "That's great. The demons are one family after all."