"I never thought that he would appear openly." Shen Yanxiao glanced at Tang Nazhi. Satan was moody and never played his cards according to common sense. Even she could not deduce how Satan would appear.
"Then why aren't you preparing?" Tang Nazhi wanted to strangle Shen Yanxiao to death. This little girl was too relaxed.
"Prepare for what? Do I need to scream or tremble? Or should I lock myself in a cage and arrange for a group of merfolk to patrol around me?" Shen Yanxiao raised an eyebrow.
Tang Nazhi opened his mouth, but there was nothing he could say.
