"Quite likely," Lin Rui, unconcerned, slightly shook his head and casually spilled the hot tea on the ground, "But it does no harm to me, no need to worry about it."
If he truly took it seriously, he would be playing right into their hands and falling into their rhythm.
Blood Blade Ji maintained a cold demeanor, her hands clasped behind her back, silent and unspoken.
Seeing this, Wang Sen understood, thinking that if the mastermind behind this drama intended to coerce Lin Rui by swaying public opinion, they were sorely mistaken.
Like him, Lin Rui was an outer-domain Heavenly Demon, indifferent to fame and even less concerned about the opinions of the Tianji Star's populace.
They hunted demons for money, to cultivate and elevate themselves, to implant stronger enhancements, possess greater power, and achieve a higher social status.
They might possess a bit of chivalrous spirit—seeing the plight of those around them, they offered protection whenever possible.
