In the room.
Witch Demon Elder Ah Fu looked at Pandora, and Pandora looked at Witch Demon Elder. Their gazes collided and clashed in the air.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The muscles on the Witch Demon Elder's face twitched unnaturally, his lips parted, and dryly he said to Pandora, "Little girl, you... you shouldn't go too far..."
Pandora didn't answer, just kept on looking at the Witch Demon Elder with bright eyes, waiting for him to formally invite her to fight.
The Witch Demon Elder's expression changed, fluctuating several times, before finally waving his hand to Pandora with a slightly changed attitude, saying, "Little girl, you... alright, fine, the kettle, you can take it if you want.
It's just a kettle, what's the big deal? Tomorrow, I'll have Waltz buy a more expensive one anyway, it's not my money being spent. I'm getting old, not suitable to see eye to eye with you, little girl. Take the kettle and hurry back."
