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"Speak properly." Wang Shouzhe glared, snatching his wine, "Stop playing the fool with me here."
The Dragon Blood Demon God, Yun Xiayang, gave a sheepish grin and awkwardly said, "Isn't it because I've gotten along well with Moyu and Yincha? Shouzhe, you can't blame me for this, it was Rich Crazed Guy's idea. He insisted on this lousy plan, and I was vehemently opposed at the start..."
Vehemently opposed?
Wang Shouzhe sneered, "Judging by your happy demeanor, I doubt that."
"This... this..." Yun Xiayang's Dragon Blood face twisted in embarrassment, "Who would have thought a fake would turn real? Now that things have reached this point, what can I do? I can't possibly betray Moyu and Yincha, can I?"
What do you mean there's nothing you can do?
Wang Shouzhe didn't believe a word.
Yun Xiayang had surely found savor and desire with Moyu and Yincha.
