Wen Qinxi had never felt like swearing this much in a very long time. This world was so hard which made him feel like crying tears of blood. In this moment he was starting to miss Zhao Huangzhi so much. 'I will take that crazy lass any day,' thought Wen Qinxi faced with this terrifying demon. He was now certain he owed Qie Ranzhe in his previous life otherwise why would he be subjected to such hair raising situations for no apparent reason.
He might have been complaining in his head but his hands weren't idle. This demon King was relentless tiring him out. He felt like shamelessly running behind Qie Ranzhe but Qie Anzhie was keeping him so busy which meant he would only be a burden and have them both killed but damnit it would have been great to be a damsel in distress for once.
Wen Qinxi dodged the lousy shadow following him like a missile swimming out of the palace. He decided on guerilla warfare for now because he couldn't take on this demon king head-on.
