Selling Your Soul To Me
Editor: Larbre Studio
Baili Jia Jue rubbed his thin lips smilingly, "Just showing that I've been hiding from sunlight, that's it. How can this be counted as a misunderstanding? I never liked sunlight anyway."
Baili Shangxie chuckled, "Your body is not that weak, isn't it?" He knew that the tearing of space-time continuum had backfired adversely on Imperial Father. Even so, he could still destroy the whole world. However, now he can't even bear a tiny streak of sunlight? Oh, come on, of course, he can. After all, devils have no sense of pain. He is deliberately pretending to act like a seriously injured patient. What a shameless man!