Xia Man
"May I ask you a few questions?" Mu Yang asked with a flattering smile.
He couldn't afford to upset the Divine Phoenix in front of him. Otherwise, with his meager strength, it wouldn't be enough to fill the gap between her teeth!
"Do I look that old?" came the cold voice.
Mu Yang's hair stood on end, and he quickly changed his tune, saying, "How should I address you in the future?"
"Xia Man."
"Xia Man? That's a nice name," Mu Yang Muttered.
Upon hearing Mu Yang's words, the woman snorted and said, "Smooth talker."
"I'm just speaking the truth," Mu Yang innocently replied. Then he asked, "Is your name really Xia Man?"
"If it's not Xia Man, what else would it be?" The woman's tone was full of displeasure.
Mu Yang chuckled and asked again, "Sister Xia Man, why did you want to devour my soul in the first place?"
"I have no comment," Xia Man flatly refused.
"Uh..." Mu Yang was suddenly at a loss for words.
Xia Man's attitude towards him seemed like that of an enemy.