Wang Yiyi's eyes were vacant as she murmured, "For a moment, I couldn't tell if the one who had become a Fallen Demon was Zhang Tianyu or Chu Fan..."
Everyone fell silent upon hearing her words.
They recalled Chu Fan's beast-like behavior just now—the headbutts, the stomping. That pure aesthetic of violence was more demonic than any Demon.
Wang Yiyi sighed softly, her gaze hazy, and added in a low voice, "If he hadn't been crawling on the ground like a human spider, he would have perfectly matched the peerless hero in my heart..."
Lin Xiao couldn't listen anymore and interjected, "The grass is reviving, all things are growing... Spring is coming..."
Princess Zhaohua frowned. "Nonsense! It's late autumn right now. Winter is coming."
Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows and replied with a smile, "If winter comes, can spring be far behind?"
Wang Yiyi's face flushed red. She glared at Lin Xiao. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
