The coin flew mid-air, and before it even landed on the table, it vaporized, then amidst a puff of smoke, it formed Larilo's stunningly beautiful face.
Tonight's Larilo was clearly in disarray, even panic-stricken. As soon as she saw Qiu Tu, it was as if she had grasped at the last straw, frantically pleading for help, "Qiu Tu! Save me! Save me!"
Seeing Larilo's flustered expression and her desperate plea, honestly, Qiu Tu was also taken aback for a moment.
In his heart, as an Evil God, Larilo should remain calm and composed even if the sky were falling down.
But... just Yan Chen devouring her was enough to scare her like this?
Was Yan Chen truly terrifying, or was Larilo a paper tiger?
Or perhaps... Larilo was putting on an act?
With these thoughts, Qiu Tu began to probe. He feigned surprise and said, "Your Highness, what happened?"
"What's wrong with you? Is there anything I can do for you?"
