Selene was well aware that the young girl named Liliana had a powerful backer— but she never imagined it would be a demigod-level existence! Although gods were mysterious and unfathomable, demigods were among the top-tier elites in the World of Aurelia. And behind Liliana stood exactly such a demigod supporting her.

  Selene's gaze glazed over as she stared at the triumphant Liliana, her red lips slightly parted, but no words came out.

  "I don't just want the Public House—I want the shop too!"

  "The shop on the second floor of the trade hall must also have a space for us, or I'll tell the teacher!"

  Draven gently nudged her with his elbow, reminding her. Liliana almost cocked her chin to the sky proudly, insisting she should get half of the shop's shares as well!

  Selene gritted her teeth, her eyes burning like fire as they fixed on the werewolf leader.

  "Any other demands?" Selene asked through clenched teeth, secretly cursing how Draven had gotten such a powerful backing!

  Draven's eyes landed on Selene's taut face, while his mind churned out all sorts of outrageous conditions. However, it wasn't the time to push too hard—better to take what they could get, and even sweeten the deal a bit.

  Feeling pleased with himself, Draven's gaze was sly and smug, as if he had gained a small victory."No rush—this isn't the place to talk. How about we move somewhere else to chat?"

  He raised an eyebrow, thoroughly enjoying himself.

  Nearby, Aureon and others exchanged stunned looks. They had thought Selene's arrival would calm things down, but instead, she was completely controlled by the black werewolf.

  It seemed the Tauren would lose the Public House after all. Aureon gasped and decided to get his tribe out of this mess as soon as possible.

  The Public House could be rebuilt if lost, but if they offended a being who dared to threaten the lord, the Tauren clan might face total annihilation.

  He stepped forward, bowing slightly."Our Tauren tribe has no objections. The Bull-Head Public House will belong to you."

  Liliana jumped up happily—she finally had the Public House!

  Draven smiled knowingly."Do you know why we came to trouble the Tauren?"

  Draven stood in front of Liliana, looking directly at Aureon. Amid Aureon's confused gaze, he kindly reminded him:

  It was because the Tauren enslaved Pick, Liliana's ratman subordinate—that's what caused the trouble!

  He patted Aureon on the shoulder, sending a warning look, then called out for Rurik outside, introducing him to Aureon.

  He instructed Aureon to take Rurik to the Succubus Trade Hall immediately to handle the paperwork and transfer the ownership of the Bull-Head Public House to Rurik's name.

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  "What? The trade hall doesn't operate at night? Selene is here—don't you want to ask her?"

  Selene's face turned icy. Aureon dared not ask further and obediently led Rurik away.

  Draven casually plucked the Eyebrow-Patterned King Serpent off Ragnar's head and handed it to Rurik.

  A flash of red light, and he took it back. The Public House was a mess inside, but it was now an asset of the Black Flag Territory.

  As for Liliana's share...

  Losing money on the Public House was quite normal, right?

  Draven smiled as he watched Viola wipe Liliana's face clean, then turned to lead the group toward the lord's mansion. Viola pulled the bouncing Liliana along behind them.

  Valeria stole a glance at the lord. Selene's eyes flickered, her anger still simmering. She was curious what other tricks the werewolf leader might try!

  With a flick of her sleeve, Selene followed after them.

  Draven walked confidently, as if he was at home, leading them all the way to the back garden.

  When Liliana saw the scene before her eyes, she couldn't help but gasp. The garden was filled with potions that even the Black Flag Territory didn't have.

  Viola's eyes brightened too, but soon her expression turned a bit awkward, no longer as excited.

  Selene watched Liliana digging vigorously in her garden, her eyelids twitching slightly but she managed to hold back her anger.

  Selene asked coldly,"Is this enough? Could it be that the Lord of Demons plans to come to my residence?"

  Seeing the back garden, the werewolf leader hadn't stopped moving yet. Selene couldn't help but speak to stop him.

  Draven did intend to continue, but seeing Selene nearing her limit and realizing continuing might cause trouble, he stopped.

  The title"Lord of Demons" had been called out, and her humiliation and anger were palpable.

  He calmly sat at the stone table, gesturing to the stone bench opposite, inviting Selene to sit.

  Seeing his masterful posture, Selene became even angrier. He used to treat her respectfully, but now with backing, he dared to be her equal?

  If he made any more outrageous demands, no matter the cost, Selene would find a way to get rid of him!

  As the Succubus Lord, she wouldn't allow anyone to bully her. Yet unexpectedly, the werewolf leader pulled out two thick beastskin-bound books.

  Though his eyes remained sly and his words flippant, he did not ask for the outrageous things Selene had imagined.

  "I won't take your things for nothing. The Public House belongs to the Tauren, so these two books can be considered the price for exchanging for a shop. That's not a bad deal, right?"

  The books were still bound in beastskin, but much thicker this time.

  During those days of continuous rain, Draven hadn't just been playing with Martha—he had prepared materials on planting and breeding.

  Originally intending to use them to learn the secret to promotion to lordship, he now combined that with negotiating the Public House and shop.

  Selene hesitated, then opened the beastskin books. Seeing the contents, her breathing grew rapid. This matter couldn't be solved by water plants and manure alone.

  Thinking of her previous arrogance, Selene blushed slightly, closed the books, and her gaze grew complicated.

  "The value of these things far exceeds that of a small shop."

  Selene remained cautious. Knowing the werewolf leader had a demigod backing, she always suspected his ulterior motives. The situation seemed reversed—she had become the weaker party. Luckily, his rank hadn't surpassed hers yet.

  She comforted herself inwardly, waiting for Draven to propose new terms. The werewolf leader never held back when asking for benefits; she didn't believe he would be so generous.

  Draven saw Selene's wary gaze and almost laughed aloud. Things always come in turns; there would be many she'd have to watch out for in the future!

  He rolled his eyes, suppressing the urge to tease her. After all, this Selene was a lord. If he angered her, he'd be the one to suffer.

  Clearing his throat, Draven seriously asked about the specific path to promotion to lordship.

  Selene felt both relieved and tense at the question. So soon, he was already thinking about promotion? If time went on, could she maintain her advantage in rank?

  Her heart was uneasy and full of worry. Ever since the shorts incident, Draven's attitude seemed harder to predict.