"If I'd known earlier, I would've brought a few more acquaintances along."
Lou Jia sighed lightly.
"It's still not too late; you can have them stay with you on this ship."
Wan Dugu smiled slightly.
"Arrogant."
The girl in the white dress furrowed her brows slightly. Even when angry, her eyes held a unique charm.
The girl didn't truly understand human emotions, but found it easy to mimic them. Others couldn't tell the difference at all; even if they could, some might prefer to indulge in her extraordinary allure, unwilling to wake up.
This mode of learning and adapting to the optimal stance is an instinct engraved in the soul of an Evil God. It has been so for thousands of years and remains so in the present human era.
She raised her hand toward the Special Grade Curse Forbidden Masters, who acted at the same time.
...
"Clang!"
A muffled loud noise resounded on the cabin wall.
