Her mouth said one thing, but her heart was grumbling something else. Was this the famously inflexible and uncompromising Xing Liehuo, who would even regard the faces of gods and Buddhas as mere footrests? Lian Qiao would rather believe she had hearing problems than confront this absurd scenario—as if the sun had risen from the west.
"You are a patient." Without looking up, Xing Liehuo didn't get angry because of her sarcasm.
At that moment, Lian Qiao was truly baffled. Ever since she returned from Sky Scorpio, it seemed as if the Fire King of Hell's temper had improved.
No, that's not right—not improved, just more polite when speaking to her, occasionally even showing respect for her fragile self-esteem.
Could it be, perhaps, it seems...
"Huoguo, have you recently experienced symptoms of a split personality?"
"You're really cute!"
With a cold face, Mr. Xing slowly scanned her, pronouncing almost each word deliberately.
