"Hahaha, I really like your ruthless streak, no need for all that trouble. It's just a face, wait." As soon as these words fell, the Demon Lord whipped his head around, and a clear, crisp sound echoed in the quiet dungeon. Feng Xuxu looked towards the sound, and Lengqing, who was behind her, moved forward and searched carefully for a long time but found nothing.
"Hehehe, I made that specifically, stop looking, it's already dissolved." He said kindly, drawing Feng Xuxu's attention over.
Feng Xuxu lifted her gaze and saw that his features were well-defined, his face firm and resolute, and those handsome eyes shone with an eagle-like sharpness.
"Have we met somewhere before?" She asked, puzzled as she looked at the Demon Lord, feeling like she had seen him before but couldn't remember when specifically.
The Demon Lord raised an eyebrow and curled up his lips in a slight smile, "Indeed, in a tavern in Zhangzhou Prefecture."
