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"Hello, Rotus."

Fang Mo smiled and waved toward a temple in the distance.

"..."

Yet the massive Mental Power in the air not only failed to respond, it recoiled in an instant as if electrocuted. The surroundings quickly returned to silence. Aside from the believers sprawled across the ground and the trench Seigheart had blasted out nearby, there was nothing else.

The entire scene suddenly became eerily quiet, as though the air itself was steeped in awkwardness.

"Fuck, why isn't this guy playing along?"

Seeing Rotus's consciousness flee outright, Fang Mo cursed as well. "I'm not even a bad person. Why the hell is he so scared of me?"

"Do you want to hear what you just said?"

Xiaoyao rubbed her forehead beside him.

"What? Do I really look that much like a bad guy?"

Fang Mo turned to look at his partner and declared with utter conviction, "Come on, I'm a very refined and easygoing person..."

"Someone got his memories probed by Charles once and ended up with a permanent phobia of rod-shaped objects." Xiaoyao tilted her head slightly. "And that Janson guy... didn't you tell me about him last time too? Why don't you think about your attitude toward psychic ability users?"

"Ahem, they brought it on themselves."

Fang Mo turned his head aside. "Besides, Charles being afraid of rod-shaped objects is a good thing. Otherwise, he and Magneto would've come out of the closet ages ago..."

"Mm..."

As they spoke, the little Demon World Person in the distance suddenly swayed, seemingly unable to keep herself steady for some reason. Fortunately, the dragonman Lucas noticed the abnormality and quickly supported her. "Your Majesty Queen, are you all right?"

This scene caught Fang Mo and Xiaoyao's attention, and both turned their heads at once.

"Strange, why do I feel