Tu Xiao'an didn't bother dwelling on things he couldn't figure out. This woman never played by the rules. Trying to understand her with normal logic was pointless; it would only leave you more confused.
She could remain indifferent, but Tu Xiao'an couldn't just stand by and watch an ordinary person be killed by a Demon.
He had saved those who deserved saving, and he had eaten those who deserved to be eaten. As an enthroned Snake King, Tu Xiao'an walked his own path, one that transcended good and evil, always abiding by his own internal code.
To save or to kill—it all depended on his heart.
'A Rank Three Demon Spirit? If I take a liking to you, I'll make you mine. If not? Then just become my Evolutionary Energy.'
"You can wait here for your soup ingredients."
The Purple Gold Snake wriggled free from Luo Ziyun's warm, fragrant embrace and shot toward the second floor of the villa in a flash.
"What are you doing?"
