That's Not What the Devil Means!

I, the No. 1 Son of the Demon Realm, spent hundreds of years transforming my hometown into a top-notch resort. After my devil dad accepted it, he was so moved that he lay down directly. Now, holding a letter of recommendation jointly signed by a big figure in the world of immortality, I faced the mighty demon-slaying coalition outside the mountain gate and showed a sincere smile. "Welcome." "Friendly reminder, cross-border teleportation, secret realm tickets, and special healing all require additional fees." "Crunt? Okay, buy a ticket first and queue up to call your number."