197 Something Belongs to The First Master

(Jane's PoV)

"Jane Harris, you don't believe me?"

Hmph! How many times did he practice that feeling wronged expression to be this good? I bet he must have done it, tricking other people to believe that he was really feeling guilty. But, I wasn't that stupid!

How could a devil feel guilty to the point he could make that wronged expression?

It must have been in his trait, a perfect actor to fool humans.

"Fine. If you don't trust me, then I'll go. But, please, consider entering that hut. You might find it useful for you. After all, no one can take it out unless it is the master of White Army." The Devil stepped backward while trying to smile, but I could still see the hurt in his eyes.

I blinked my eyes, and he disappeared. How could I know he was saying the truth? He was a Devil, after all. Devils tell lies to human.

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