"At that time, with the evidence irrefutable, the Demon Lord will not be able to deny it. Moreover, even if the Demon Lord truly has reformed and does not touch Chu Lian'er, once the performance on stage is over, I will activate the Blood Rain Seal, letting the entire world see this mark. Then, the Demon Lord will still be unable to deny it,"
A series of cold laughs, full of ominous presence.
At this moment, Zhao Cheng's gaze was so gloomy and filled with such hatred, that he wished he could directly drag Fang Yang down with him.
To devise this strategy, he had sacrificed far too much, and just to get Chu Lian'er alone had cost him an innumerable price.
Especially the sect insignia—it was not as simple as he purported, it cost him dearly indeed.
What was critical was that he also harbored feelings of compassion toward Chu Lian'er, but to prevent the Demon Lord from being averse to leftovers and disliking second-hand goods, he had not even touched the peerless Oiran.
