"Nonsense!!" The childlike voice chastised like an elder.
The Little Despot's face was frigid and his eyes were like icy water as he stared at Feng Chen. "Do you know how many years this old man has lived? How dare you call this old man little fellow!! Do you not want to live anymore?"
"How old are you?" Feng Chen inquired curiously, "Oh yeah, do you know where Dunzhu, the previous gatekeeper of the 14th level, went?"
"Oh, you are the boy friend Dunzhu, that punk, had to protect even if it meant betraying Heavenly Law—Feng Chen!"
His Excellency Feng Chen: How peculiar? Why didn't this sound quite right either??
"You want to know where he is?" The Little Despot suddenly smiled at Feng Chen.
However, he was much better off not smiling. His fake smile that only consisted of tugging the corner of his mouth really gave one the shivers.
