Pei Yan, lying in Zhao Yuanhu's arms, coldly observed the Demon Race members of Sifuer gathering around with faces full of concern and guilt. Although he had long regained his ability to move, he deliberately feigned a fragile and weak appearance, turning his head to the side without saying a word.

"This, this, this Mr. Shitang..." Bailang stood awkwardly in place, rubbing his hands. Whether it was for the merits earned in this battle or for saving the life of their own lord, the other party had been of utmost assistance, yet due to his worry, he had left them aside for quite some time, which was unreasonable in terms of feelings and logic.

Compared to Pei Yan's previously assertive attitude, his current display left Bailang at a loss, wishing the other would scold him a bit to make it seem more reasonable.

"How is Mr. Shitang's injury? If possible, please allow our physician to examine and treat him a bit. Although we are of different constitutions, there must be some common ground!" Sifuer knew his life was saved by Pei Yan, so he put on no airs, walked up to Pei Yan, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to examine the other.

Slap! With a crisp sound, the hand Sifuer extended towards Pei Yan's forehead was slapped away by Zhao Yuanhu. Sifuer raised his hand to stop the guards behind him who wanted to speak up for him, only to hear Zhao Yuanhu mock coldly, "Before, we even questioned if the captain was too harsh in dealing with you, but it seems he was right after all; you are indeed a bunch of ungrateful people."

The crowd of Demon Race, scolded abruptly by Zhao Yuanhu, turned red and then pale, not knowing what to do for a moment. Amidst this awkwardness, Ye Ruozai coughed a few times and said, "Our captain risked his life for our cooperation and alliance, you all saw the light screen just now. The power released within should have been witnessed by you all. For the life of your lord, Mr. Shitang destroyed nine light screens!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! We have all witnessed Mr. Shitang's righteous act of saving lives, and our Kataraga Autonomous Territory will remember it in our hearts..." Bailang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and kept nodding in response.

Not waiting for him to finish, Ye Ruozai waved his hand and said, "Now is not the time to talk about these things. Before the captain fell unconscious, he ordered the upcoming battles to proceed according to the original plan. I believe that relying on the Demon Race, you should be able to complete the remaining fights on your own, right?"

"There is no problem, rest assured, we will certainly conclude this great victory with a successful note." Sifuer stepped forward, bowed slightly, and pledged.

"That's good!" Ye Ruozai said and then helped Zhao Yuanhu lift Pei Yan from the ground and continued, "And don't forget our master's request of you!"

"Of course, we won't forget. Even at the cost of our lives, the captives Mr. Shitang requires will certainly be brought alive before him." Bailang likewise bowed in response.

"Hmm!" Ye Ruozai didn't say more, exchanged a glance with his companion, and declined Sifuer's repeated offers to send people to guard them, as they flew off into the outskirts of the battlefield with Pei Yan.

Watching the backs of the four as they went away, all the demons present sighed in relief. Sifuer turned his head to Bailang and whispered, "Uncle, do you think he's really so badly injured?"

"He's faking it!" Bailang shed his earlier guilt, waved his hand for the personal guards around to disperse and tidy the battlefield, took off his helmet and tucked it under his arm as he plopped to the ground with a sigh, "At first, seeing his condition, I thought he really was seriously injured and felt guilty. But seeing the energy unintentionally emitted with magic power when they lifted him up and flew away, it's clear that although his breath was chaotic, his magic power was strong and he wouldn't be so severely injured, a couple of days' rest would do."

"So, he's testing us again!" Sifuer said, looking into the distance, seemingly thoughtful.

"This kid is too cunning, I can't figure out his nature now! If I'm not mistaken, then he is pretending to be severely injured, wanting to test our reaction once more. If we show a strong side, we'll suffer again; if I'm wrong, then he's deliberately revealing a flaw to make us believe he's uninjured, so we don't dare act rashly." Bailang patted his helmet, feeling both amused and helpless.

Then he looked up at the battlefield, utterly devastated, and said sincerely, "He still has too much suspicion; now whether he's injured or not, we couldn't hurt him. Whether his role in the upcoming war or him saving your life, makes him a VIP of Kataraga, if not the whole Demon Race. If we act against him, we will indeed be, as the other side puts it, ungrateful people."

"What I'm worried about now is that the destruction of his light screens will affect our future actions!" Sifuer pressed his forehead painfully.

"Yeah! That's what's worrying me too, but we can't control that now. This battle is bound to shock those lords in the Holy City." Bailang said this and, looking at Sifuer, comforted, "Facts have proven your decision was correct, with this great victory, the Kataraga Autonomous Territory has beautifully turned the tables."

"Still, it depended on Uncle and the personal guards risking their lives, otherwise I alone could do nothing." Sifuer smoothed out his long hair and said solemnly, "Now let's fulfill our promise and end this battle."

Two days later, Pei Yan, lying in a rocking chair with his legs crossed, basking in the sun in the courtyard, the battle had concluded with success the night after he left. The first to be seized was the Bull Territory, which had lost all its defenses. After the void pillar's effectiveness ended, the Demon Race easily ascended the hill, and Leohard fulfilled his vow, retrieving his helmet among a pile of corpses after taking the Bull Territory.

Subsequent combat in the Napas Valley was more complicated; although few were left of the Disaster Legion around the Disaster Pillar, they still resisted desperately despite being besieged. In the end, when the Disaster Legion really couldn't defend at the critical moment, they had to take a gamble and activate the void pillar.

Faced with the Red Disaster's pressure, the Demon Race had to pause their offensive and withdraw from the bottom of Napas Valley, waiting an hour before launching the final assault, and soon after, the Disaster Legion's position in Napas Valley was overwhelmed by the Demon Race army.

Resting in the reclining chair, swinging lazily, Pei Yan enjoyed being fed fava beans by a mechanical duplicate beside him while listening to the intelligence officer sent by Sifuer read out reports.

"Alright, I know everything now. You may go back first! I will meet with your Lord Sifuer after one more day of rest." Pei Yan said, brushing off the fava bean shells and raising his hand to give orders.

"It seems you have finally subdued them thoroughly this time; they didn't fall into the trap you set!" Xia Yu picked up a fava bean from the mechanical duplicate's hand, threw it in the end, and said with a smile.

"Or maybe they saw through it! But either way, this is a good sign!" Pei Yan said, slapping his thigh, leaping up from the deck chair, stretching with a smile, "With the good weather, let's go check on our captives!"