This time, the man and the proprietress weren't cuddling. They both stared at the wounds on Ye Chen's body, as if waiting for something to happen.
Soon, the man realized that waiting hadn't been a waste of time. To his astonishment, after blood had flowed from the wound on Ye Chen's chest for a while, it began healing at an astonishing speed.
"Whoa, that's incredible." The man's eyes widened in amazement. But his eyes were already frightening enough, and that look scared Ye Chen even more.
"You still say you're not a kami? Don't think I'm some ignorant little demon. I've only ever seen this kind of recovery in powerful great demons and immortals!"
The man pointed at Ye Chen. He no longer believed a word of Ye Chen's excuses. That one ability alone was enough to prove Ye Chen was no ordinary mortal.
"I... I..." Ye Chen felt there was no way he could explain himself. He couldn't exactly tell the man that there was a woman inside his head, and that she was the one who had given him this ability, could he?
If Ye Chen really said that, he had no doubt the man would cut off his head and study it closely. After all, demons like this would do anything to increase their cultivation.
"Tell me, what exactly are you doing in our little shop?" The man was on high alert. Looking at Ye Chen's now-smooth chest, he tightened his grip on the Kitchen knife again.
"I don't want to do anything. Come on, big brother, let's just stay out of each other's way and go our separate paths, all right? Let me go, and I swear I won't tell anyone what happened here."
Ye Chen still wanted to reason with the man, but the man