A Perverted Mage’s Dream

There was a dismayed expression on Bloody Butterfly's face. In her camouflaged state, she didn't dare move at all, but the Old Devil was already slowly moving in her direction.

"Don't tell me he actually noticed me?" Bloody Butterfly's face was so tense that she was sweating like a waterfall.

When the Old Devil was less than three zhang from her position, Bloody Butterfly's feet shook and she immediately dropped her camouflage and swiftly put some distance between her and the Old Devil.

"There you are." The Old Devil looked slowly at Bloody Butterfly.

Her twin ponytails trembled with anger. "You…"

She realized that she had probably been tricked. This guy in fact hadn't discovered her just now!

"My venerable self only knew your general position, but didn't expect you to be so close. Who would have thought I would really force you to come out." The Old Devil chuckled.

Bloody Butterfly: "…"