The air was a little stagnant, and in just a few minutes, Irene's expression changed a thousand times.
In the end, she suddenly laughed in relief, "
"Thank you," she said.
"City Lord, this joke is not bad."
Xu Nan was speechless.
Do I look like I'm joking?
It wasn't as if he had never eaten demons before. After all, the taste of the low-level demon, Johnson Dai, from lake island was still in his mouth.
He also had a title that specifically targeted the races of hell!
However, Xu Nan couldn't be bothered to explain these things. He was very clear that the person who was whispering in Irene's ears should be the one who controlled the source of the Theron wine.
Because he had heard that Banes had a different opinion of Irene, especially in the supply of Theron wine, and would grant almost all her requests.
It was because of this that Irene's writing speed was so smooth when she was writing the stage play, much faster than before.
