"Go away!"
The mental devil was shaking its leg hard, but Li Yao's soul was clinging to it like a pool of sticky snot, making it scream in fury, "I don't have such a shameless personality. Let go! Let go!"
"I won't let it go. If I do, all my previous endeavors will be in vain. Chu Zhiyun, Tangka, and Little Tiantian will be doomed, and all hope will be gone. Do you understand?"
Li Yao arched his body and crawled toward the mental devil. "I'm going to touch your heart with my passion and my charisma. Really. Stay with me and blow those wretched scumbags into pieces!
