Turning around, he caught a glimpse of cold disdain on the little stoic's solemn face.
The audacity to target Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao—clearly, he had a death wish.
Qiao Mu elegantly lifted her left wrist and proclaimed, "Judging by appearances!"
The demon-masked man scoffed dismissively.
After falling for this child's deception once, did she believe there would be a second time?
Suddenly, the demon-masked man's eyes widened. He realized the concealed weapon was hurtling toward him with a whooshing sound, too late to evade!
With a shout, a divine armor materialized on his chest, blocking the concealed weapon with two resounding clangs.
The ghoul masked man sneered, "Little fellow, do you think this trinket can…"
Boom! Boom!
Duan Yue turned around and observed the spot where Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao had been crouching. Witnessing the demon-masked man being blown away, he shook his head in disbelief.
