At the same time, the beast's light blue long hair gradually faded, turning back into the familiar orange-brown curls from memory.
But what was different was that half of Sivall's face was ruined.
One half of his face remained eerily delicate, while the other half was grotesquely demonic, chilling and utterly repulsive!
Seeing the woman's shocked expression, Sivall's lips curled into a smile as he spoke slowly, "No matter how much Your Majesty detests me, I am the one who has accompanied you for so many years. The only one who truly understands you is me."
He stepped closer to Jialouluo, his cold aura winding around her like a venomous snake, as he leaned in and whispered, "I know all your preferences, even if I wore a different face, I would still be able to return to your side."
Jialouluo was forced to take several steps back, putting distance between them.
