Fan Wubing rolled his eyes at her, "Calling me sleazy, then why did you come along with me?"
"Of course, to despise you at the first opportunity!" Anger Demon Lord wrinkled her nose.
Fan Wubing raised an eyebrow, looking at her suspiciously.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, she soon admitted, "Alright, I admit it, actually Sister Jiang didn't want me cooped up in the house all day, so she told me to get out more." Then she puffed up her chest and said, "But don't get cocky! Even without you, I can still wander around!"
Fan Wubing squinted his eyes, "Sister Jiang?"
Anger Demon Lord blushing slightly, "What's wrong with that?"
"In public, you're the Slaughter Demon Lord, but in private, you're Sister Jiang. You're not just a loyal puppy, you're a closet freak too!"
The Anger Demon Lord gritted her teeth. She knew these words were insulting, but didn't understand exactly what they meant, making her even more frustrated. So, she swallowed her pride and asked,
