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Zhou Li, having retrieved a cloth sachet by pulling it out from the side of his underpants as he removed his trousers, was met with silence from the Drought Demon.
"Damn Bull Demon, making these belt buckles so hard to undo."
While murmuring to himself, Zhou Li retied the severed belt buckle with difficulty, barely fastening it around his waist. He then looked up, glanced at the motionless Drought Demon, and suddenly, his expression was as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Are you zombies truly afraid of virgins?"
Zhou Li asked in a trembling voice.
At this moment, Zhuge Qing had already turned her face away, her delicate, elegant cheeks half-concealed by a burgeoning smile. Probability was, she was about to lose control of it any second.
"You're truly the first person to dare to do such a disgusting deed in front of me, the Drought Demon."
