By the time Aoko and the others returned to the surface, the atmosphere in Avernus had undergone a fundamental change. A grim, murderous air shrouded this land repeatedly ravaged by the eternal Blood War. The demons had gained a figure of pivotal importance, and an intense battle now seemed inevitable.
Aoko had no leisure to concern herself with such details. The window of opportunity Kossuth's release had given her was limited, and she had to make the most of it. "What? You don't want to see me?" Seeing her tightly furrowed brows, he felt somewhat displeased.
A gentle breeze blew as Changbei Airport in the suburbs bustled with activity. People hurried back and forth, as if something life-or-death were at stake. But that was only natural; after all, no one rushing to catch a flight would be in any mood to take it easy.
"This servant thinks Prince Anping must have taught them poorly when he tried to cultivate their aloof, cold grace. They probably thought being arrogant and overbearing counted as being lofty and detached." A-Shan naturally had nothing kind to say about the Ice Beauty and Snow Beauty.
Ouyang Lietian held her in his arms. "Silly girl, do you know how cruel you were? You left, and you were gone for six years. For those six years, I lived like a monk. From now on, you'll repay everything you owe me twice over!" With that, he domineeringly covered her lips with his once more.
"Bag!" The captain of the figure-eight team was enraged. Humiliated and furious, he lunged at Shen Feifei.
They walked across the dark brown floor for quite some time before finally reaching their destination—the choir class.
Lixi walked beside them, quietly listening to Uncle Lan's explanations. Every so often, she chimed in to express her