WHEN Dusk raised his head, his gaze immediately collided with Beelzebub. The moment it did, electricity seemed to ignite in the air. The tension was very palpable. To the point that it could literally choke someone.
Luo Yan was worried that Dusk would suddenly attack the archdemon. Knowing the insensitive bastard, he would definitely fight back without any qualms. He didn't want the black dragon to see just how unfeeling his 'father' was towards him. To experience first-hand that the other didn't really care about him, not in the slightest.
Dusk had been through enough. Beelzebub didn't need to rub it on his face that he was not someone important to him. What if that would leave an even bigger scar on the black dragon?
