"Haha, how courteous!"
"..."
The demon race on the first floor below were shamelessly crowing loudly.
On the second floor, three demons provocatively looked towards Immortal Lord Mingyue, and in the depths of their eyes surged a hint of lasciviousness.
In such a situation, a man in ink-colored clothes, looking just as interested, turned his gaze towards Immortal Lord Mingyue.
Being one of the few humans on Star Continent, even a Top Heavenly Immortal could still be considered isolated and weak.
If one mishandled the situation, unable to control one's own fury, it could very likely backfire.
He was curious to see how Immortal Lord Mingyue of the human race would react under such public humiliation.
At this moment, Immortal Lord Mingyuee's expression was calm and unwavering, as if she had not heard the disparaging words of the demon race.
Had she endured it?
The man in ink-colored clothes raised his eyebrows slightly.
