Do what he normally did? Why? It was not as though the demon would respect him in return. Manners were something demons never used anyway, were they not? If Mao would not use them, and he certainly hadn’t, neither would he. It was his job to teach this boy a lesson and if this was the only way to do so, so be it. Besides, this method was far more fun.

“One must give in order to receive.” He announced. “Treat others the way you would like to be treated and many rewards will come your way.” Genie held up the young demons glasses. “Such as these.”