But this woman should know her life is nearing its end. After she dies, the God Demon Prison will still fall back into his control. Is there any point in deceiving him with these trivial lies?
Ning Xiaoxian quietly looked at the demon who had been renowned since the Ancient Times. Perhaps it was her clear heart at this moment, but within a few words, she saw from his expression and words the deep dread he had for Changtian. Her man, even after thirty thousand years, even while shackled in the deep prison, enduring the constant pain of having his Divine Power drained, was still feared and remembered by others in this way.
Should she not feel proud?
