"Alright, whether the Nightmare Demon is male or female doesn't matter. Have you ever thought about what its purpose might be in doing this?"
"Is she still okay?"
Ludie suddenly seemed distracted, answering a question with a question.
Lu Luo paused, then used his finger to sketch the figure of the bride on the ground.
"She looks okay, has a nice figure, and pretty white skin, but there's a mask on her face, so I can't see any details."
With the Observer's record, Lu Luo casually drew a rough sketch of the bride, which wasn't very difficult to do.
Looking at the drawing on the ground, Ludie let out a sigh.
"That's good then!"
Hearing Ludie's murmur, Lu Luo didn't continue, deciding to let this be the older man's time for emotions.
Smoke swirled, obscuring Ludie's face so that Lu Luo couldn't see his expression clearly.
After a while, Ludie used the smoke to erase the drawing on the ground and stood up, knocking on the railing of the rooftop.
