"No way!?"
Xiao Zilong and Zheng Xige instantly froze in place, praying to the heavens that they wouldn't win such a grand prize; it was truly too much to handle!
"Phew, phew..."
Qin Jiutian quickly patted his chest, then let out a deep breath.
Thankfully, he hadn't provoked Wang Hao the Great Demon King, or else it wouldn't have been just two people lying on the ground but three.
Wang Hao touched his face and murmured, "Why is everyone staring at me!? Could it be I've gotten even more handsome!?"
The crowd's eyes twitched; this extreme narcissism seemed to be one of Wang Hao the Great Demon King's trademarks.
Someone gathered courage and weakly asked, "Are you Wang Hao!?"
"Wang Hao!? Who's that!?"
Wang Hao put on an innocent face, indicating he didn't know this person named Wang Hao.
The crowd froze slightly, followed by whispers breaking out.
"He said he's not Wang Hao!? Is this true or false!?"
