Just as Li Qiao's voice fell, she clearly saw a sharp coldness flash across the depths of Shang Yu's eyes.
Although it was fleeting, it confirmed Li Qiao's guess.
She really did offend the Overlord of the South Sea.
Shang Yu held a pen and signed the document. The taut lines of his jaw revealed his displeasure, and his tone was no longer as gentle as before, "What do you think?"
Not until this moment did Li Qiao realize that she truly did not understand Shang Yu.
In fact, his every word and deed seemed gentle and polite, lazy and sexy, but most likely, it was his domineering and wild nature that was his true core.
Li Qiao slowly retracted her gaze, touching her chin, pondering for three minutes before exhaling annoyedly, "Master Yan, can you give me a hint?"
Shang Yu did not look at her but maintained his position for signing.
