The Salted Fish Devil Does Not Salt the Fish

One day, due to some change. Jiang Xiaoyu, who has always been obsessed with life, has gone from being a salty fish to coexisting with darkness, then realizing his conscience, becoming a friend of justice, and finally... Sure enough, a leisurely life is best for me. A certain salted fish, who had taken care of everything, lay leisurely on his chair, enjoying the service of the demons. "Jiang Xiaoyu!" "Lord Demon King." "Tower Master, mine is my favorite." "Ah ah ah, please calm down!!"