Seeing the flustered little maid carrying a tray back and forth, Pei Yan took the wine pot from the tray with one hand and picked up two horned cups with the other, deliberately making room for the attendants rushing over to deal with the bloody scene in front of him.

The clattering sound of armor and the thud of bodies hitting the ground came from behind. Pei Yan turned to see that Zheng Jia Ru and Jiang Donghu had already cleared over a dozen of August's personal guards who were outside the pavilion in just a short time. Each grabbed a corpse and threw it behind Pei Yan.

Pei Yan nodded in satisfaction and handed the cups to Zheng Jia Ru and Jiang Donghu, filling each with fine wine. The two men drank heartily without hesitation. Jiang Donghu seemed a bit displeased with the faint hint of blood in the wine, furrowing his brow but saying nothing. Meanwhile, Zheng Jia Ru handed his cup back to Pei Yan and deliberately said in the demon language, "These demons are as bland as their wine!"

His words immediately aroused the discontent of the demons present. Instantly, a few of them stood up from their seats, seemingly ready to act, but before they could speak, Pei Yan turned, wine pot in hand, and looked at Sifuer. He kicked the corpse of August that had been moved from the table and asked, "By the way, where is the garrison brought by this man stationed?"

"At the foot of the mountain, in the camp with the yellow Hellhound flags!" Sifuer observed everyone's expressions coldly, and responded with a smile.

"Are you sure? It wouldn't be good to make a mistake!" Pei Yan said, glancing outside the tent. In fact, he had already seen the situation within the camp; these soldiers had received the news of their lord's ambush, and in panic were preparing to march here. But he still deliberately asked again.

To cooperate with Pei Yan's performance, Sifuer also pretended to cautiously inquire with the attendant beside her. After receiving confirmation, she nodded and said, "No mistake, it's them!"

"Oh!" Pei Yan said no more, raised his left hand and snapped his fingers lightly. Five beams of light fell simultaneously, followed by dazzling luminescence rising into the sky. The bewildered guards had no idea what was happening, as the entire camp was bombarded round after round by electromagnetic cannons.

The thunderous explosion came from outside the pavilion, and all the demons at the venue were shocked, standing up to look. When the smoke cleared, the original garrison site brought by August had turned into scorched earth. The massive crater in the distance, the deep furrows ploughed into the ground, and the ghastly remains of demon soldiers left the few demon rulers who first stood up to challenge cold with fear, frozen in place.

"Ah! Look, isn't there space now?" Pei Yan's words pulled the dazed demons' gaze back to the venue. August's original position had been cleared by the attendants. The bloodstained tablecloth had been cut and discarded, and the chair was carefully wiped down. But the grass beneath, soaked in blood, was impossible to clean, although Pei Yan didn't care as his boots creaked on it, raising his wine bottle with a cheerful laugh.

"Mr. Shitang, is this a demonstration by the Cornerstone Plane?" Buck House, with an unpleasant expression, stared into Pei Yan's eyes. He slowly sat back in his place and said coldly.

"Are you upset that your pawn has been cleared?" Sitting on the chair, Pei Yan crossed his legs, responding without showing weakness.

Ignoring the furious Buck House whose goatee was bouncing, Pei Yan looked at Sifuer sitting in the main seat and said with a smile, "This person is dead, his refuge has no ruler now. To whom should we give his forces?"

"I think Christina, whether in status or strength, is worthy of this responsibility!" Sifuer, hiding nothing of her intent at this point, smiled at her close friend and responded.

Hearing this, Pei Yan stood up, looked at Christina sitting beside him. She also stood up, smiled and gave a slight bow in return. After reciprocating, Pei Yan sat back in his seat and said, "Those capable do more! This is good, our investigations room likes working with powerful and cultivated people."

"Look! Look! What's happening here! A demon with an outsider! An outsider from the Cornerstone Plane, plotting to usurp and kill to annex unrigh...." The demon who had earlier mocked Sifuer's mother had yet to finish his sentence when his voice cracked. Xie Chujun, with a pale face, appeared behind him at some unknown time, pinching the back of his neck lightly with two fingers as if he were squeezing a small chicken's throat. No one, including Pei Yan, knew how he did it, but with a slight movement of his fingers, a powerful demon ruler went limp and collapsed.

"Sorry, I can't stand for long after recovering from an illness, so I'd like to sit a bit more!" Xie Chujun removed his hat, placed it on the table, bowed deeply to everyone present, and unapologetically sat in the man's seat, then said, "Shitang, you can handle the remaining matters, right?"

Pei Yan shrugged without remark, as Zheng Jia Ru, Zhao Yuanhu, and Jiang Donghu, who stood behind him, acted again. Another round of clanging and clashing rose within the pavilion. This time Pei Yan didn't even bother to ask Sifuer about the location of this person's military formation. He tapped the headset in his ear and said softly, "Old Jiang! Take action!"

With these words, moments later, low rumbles seemed to come from the distant sky, drawing closer. Before the demons inside the tent could react, overwhelming cannon fire rained down on a camp at the mountain's base. Under the deafening cannonade, the demon soldiers in the camp scattered, some attempting to crystallize to resist the bombardment, but after surviving the first and second rounds, they couldn't withstand the third, and were crushed to dust under the relentless assault. Only a few smart ones who vaporized and avoided managed to escape into the forest.

Not expecting to annihilate the enemy completely, Pei Yan pressed the wine pot that shook left and right from the bombardment on the table, turned to Sifuer, and asked with a smile, "Miss Sifuer, now that another refuge is vacated, who do you think is suitable to take charge?"

"I think the Kataraga Autonomous Territory suffered significant losses in the battle for the Bull Territory. We can't let this accomplishment go unrewarded. This refuge should be under the command of Lord Sifuer!" Before Sifuer could speak, a demon who hadn't spoken since entering interrupted.

Pei Yan and Sifuer exchanged a glance, realizing their pressure finally bore fruit. These opportunists were finally willing to speak up.

"Hmph!" Buck House, hearing this, yanked the napkin off his chest and tossed it on the table, standing up with a start. With examples of the two unlucky ones earlier, the guards behind him dared not slack and immediately raised their alert, tightly guarding him.

Buck House paid no mind to this, pushing away the soldiers crowding around him, and turned to look at the old man beside him, who covered Reina's eyes, humming a lullaby into the young girl's ear, and said gravely, "Lord Samikina, was everything that happened today under your orders as well?"