Lette stood at a distance, watching the little guy run back to kick the shins of those Demon Gods.

The kicked Demon God was greatly enraged, turning back to find the culprit.

Then he staggered and fell to his knees, trembling on the ground.

Little Exes then went to kick the one next to him, and so on, causing a large area of Demon Gods around them to kneel.

At this point, the surrounding Demon Gods realized something was wrong and turned to check.

Once they looked, they were shocked, all of them knelt on the ground.

The entire crowd toppled over like dominoes; soon, no Demon God was left standing.

The greeters surrounded by the crowd were even more excited, trembling all over. They worshipped Lette day and night and immediately saw the young Demon Lord in front of them, full of Lette's shadow.

Seeing the mischief had gone far enough, Lette brought the Fury Demon before the Demon Gods.

The little guy saw his father had arrived and immediately ran back, pointing at the kneeling Demon Gods.

That sensation was like showing off a painting to one's parents.

"Not bad, not bad at all, truly worthy of being my son."

Lette picked up the little guy and placed him on his shoulder, then smiled at the Demon Gods.

"So, I hear you have something you need to ask me?"

The Demon Gods trembled all over, with not a single one daring to speak.

Little Exes, though young and lacking experience, was sensitive to emotional changes due to his half-demon bloodline.

He instantly sensed his father's displeasure, and it seemed these oddly shaped guys were the cause.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort, and the Demon Lord's pressure burst out unrestrained.

Like a monstrous tsunami, it crashed upon the present Demon Gods and Demon Emperors.

Purgatory shuddered with deep roars, as though the entire realm was in rage.

Poor Demon Gods and Demon Emperors struggled pitifully in this wave of wrath, like small boats flipping amidst a gale and harsh waves, seeking survival.

It seemed as if they would be devoured in the next moment.

In fact, if you really consider it, Little Exes's strength isn't remarkably strong.

For beings other than demons, he might be seen as a spirited bear cub.

But to these Demon Gods, an angry Exes was a tyrant capable of obliteration.

Lette placed his hand on his son's head, ruffling his hair.

The little guy calmed down, returning to his harmless appearance.

Yet none of the Demon Gods dared to look up at him.

To be honest, the demon race is quite peculiar.

Quirky and strange in behavior, with little semblance of order.

This is one reason why the greeter is not liked by most demons.

Because these Demon Gods, upon hearing the assumption that Lette is the future Demon Lord, were doubtful, envious, and disdainful.

Specifically, how could Lette be the Demon Lord? Why is he the Demon Lord? Even if he is, what's the big deal?

In fact, even if Lette's position were taken by any other name, the attitude of most demons would likely be the same threefold.

However, when these demons truly saw Little Exes, those emotions evaporated completely.

No doubt, no envy, no disdain.

Kneel to the king, dedicate oneself to the lord, needing no reason.

Just bow, and it's done.

Among these kneeling Demon Gods and Demon Emperors were spies from the Gate of Truth.

In other words, this long-planned revolt was secretly facilitated by the Gate of Truth.

The other Demon Gods were no good either, sly and cunning as crystal monkeys; they obviously knew the Gate of Truth's intentions.

They were willing to come because they believed Lette was not the Demon Lord, which would inevitably impact the greeter and the Supreme Spiral.

Being able to carve out some profit from these two behemoths could sustain them well for a long time.

Once a red-hot candidate suspect for the Demon Lord position ended up being hammered down as not the Demon Lord.

The newly born Demon Lord would inevitably clash with this former contender.

When two tigers fight, one is bound to get injured, and these guys could watch from the sidelines.

And now, they could seize the opportunity for some benefits, why not?

Ordinarily, when Lette heard of this matter, he remained unperturbed, even finding it amusing.

Honestly, with a demon's temperament, this behavior was all too common.

But these guys never expected that the legendary descending Demon Lord would be Lette's son.

The anticipated conflict between two tigers suddenly became a case of doubling power.

The failure of their scheming was a minor concern; keeping their lives became a different price to pay.

"Enough, I have other matters to handle today. Everybody, disperse."

Lette waved dismissively, and the Fury Demon beside him leapt out.

"Didn't you hear! Mr. Wright is magnanimous, telling you to scram immediately! Why are you still dawdling? Do you really want me, the Purgatory Realm Master, to personally destroy you all?"

Lette glanced at him, not saying much.

This guy now wanted to show that he stands clearly on the side.

Also preventing other Demon Gods from directly swearing loyalty to the Demon Lord, like him.

Because if everyone pledged allegiance, he would lose his value.

Emphasizing his Realm Lord identity was also making other Demon Gods and Demon Emperors weigh whether they deserve to pledge loyalty.

This little scheme, Lette was too lazy to expose him.

With Little Exes by his side, Lette had a sense of relaxation of [I am invincible, do as you please].

My son has the potential of a great emperor!

This paternal pride in the emperor's potential was truly something to experience.

"My Lord above!"

Seeing Lette approach with Exes, the core council of the greeters excitedly raised their heads.

Even in the toughest times, they remained steadfast in their belief.

Now, the clouds have parted, and the sun is revealed!

Lette stood before them, looking at these familiar faces, and couldn't help but smile.

"How should I put it, I may not be the Demon Lord you desire. But at least, I have brought you your Demon Lord.

However, he is still just a child.

Many things have to wait until he grows older to take action.

Before then, I have to trouble you to work on my behalf."

"Boss! Your words are too polite. Serving the boss is our blessing!

We are willing to dedicate everything for the boss and the young master!

The greeters are forever the sharp blade in your hand!"

"Then, that's the best."

Lette gestured: "Alright, everyone stand up. Go and summon the leadership of the Supreme Spiral.

Especially call Ruby.

Say that I have something important to discuss with everyone."