"Tch, finally left."
The Drought Demon glanced at the spot where Su Ni Sheng had disappeared, curled her lip in contempt, then turned to Li Ang and grinned. "This time, even if you want to hide, you can't.
Tomorrow your face is going to be on the forum front page."
"If it shows up, it shows up. That day was bound to come sooner or later anyway."
Li Ang smiled bitterly and shook his head, slowly reining in his expression as he asked, "So now, can you tell me more of the truth?"
The Drought Demon's expression also grew a bit more serious. "What do you want to know?"
"The truth of the killing-field game, your specific plan,"
Li Ang frowned and asked, "and also, why you chose me as your executor."
The Drought Demon exchanged a look with the penguin Archille, hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "The killing-field game is both a blessing and a curse, and more than that, it's fate.
Everything is born because of it, begins because of it,
