"It's over, it's over, this bodyguard is dead!"
As the guests trembled in fear, the bodyguard, who they thought would 'die from poisoning', miraculously survived.
Not only did he not die, his shriveled right arm had miraculously recovered.
The guests who witnessed this scene were all shocked.
Was this still Bo Hanyuan?
Was he still the same young master Bo who killed people like flies?
Legend had it that one would only save people when they were in a good mood. The Demon King Bo Hanyuan, who usually killed or even ate people for fun, had completely changed.
Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Bo Hanyuan walked back to the 'waiter'.
Little Vixen Yingluo. the man's voice was low and hoarse, and there was a faint feeling of wanting to be praised.
"Yes, well done."
The 'waiter' nodded her head slightly, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes curving. She tiptoed and hugged Bo Hanyuan's neck, planting a kiss on his lips.
