No one would die if they did not seek death. Tang Nazhi was definitely the type that sought his own death.
When Tang Nazhi appeared in the hall with a bruised face the next day, the Dragon God, who was gnawing on a fruit, almost choked to death in fright.
"Satan is here?" The Dragon God stared at Tang Nazhi's swollen face and swallowed his saliva as he asked.
Tang Nazhi shook his head sadly.
"Uh. Didn't you get beaten up by Satan?" The Dragon God looked up and down at Tang Nazhi. What on earth did this guy do? How did he end up like this? Looking at how he was beaten up, even his mother probably wouldn't recognize him. Wasn't his attacker too cruel?
Tang Nazhi was about to cry. "It was Xiaoxiao."
"…" The Dragon God's eyes widened.
"What on earth did you do? Why did she beat you?" Shen Yanxiao hit him? How much hatred did she have for him?
