Luo Chuan felt that he had become strange.
Could it really be as Yao Ziyan had said—that the current him was not the real him, merely a mistaken perception after losing himself, while his true identity was actually a pretty girl?
When had it started?
Luo Chuan began pondering the very beginning.
Hmm...
It seemed that it really had been himself all along.
No, the more he thought about it, the stranger it became.
Luo Chuan abruptly shook his head, tossing aside the increasingly bizarre thoughts.
At the same time, he noticed that Anno was secretly watching him, her gaze drifting about and her cheeks faintly red, as though she were embarrassed.
No, what are you embarrassed about?
Luo Chuan was a little baffled. After thinking briefly, he quickly understood why and looked toward Yao Ziyan, who was smiling faintly nearby.
What are you laughing at!
My pure image has been ruined because of you!
And you're still laughing!
"Luo Chuan, do you need something?" Yao Ziyan's beautiful eyes fell on Luo Chuan.
"No." Luo Chuan answered calmly.
"Then get out. You're rather in the way here."
Rejected, Luo Chuan left the kitchen. Watching the two busy figures, he once again sank into thought. Everything that had happened recently seemed to be developing in some strange direction.
Could it be that he had truly awakened some bizarre trait?
Probably... not, right?
Luo Chuan was a little panicked.
The Magic Phone suddenly rang with an incoming call, pulling his thoughts back to reality.
It was from the Demon Emperor.
Hadn't they just spoken yesterday? What was it this time?
Filled with confusion, Luo Chuan returned to his room and accepted the call.
"Hello, Boss."
The Demon Emperor's figure appeared on the projected screen of the Magic Phone. Judging by the background,