Cui Ciyou brushed the nonexistent dust off himself and looked the "beggar" before him up and down.
Kishirika looked exactly as she had when he had seen her several years ago.
Her black boots reached her knees, with absurdly high heels.
Her leather hot pants were shockingly short, exposing her pale thighs and well-defined knees.
On top, she wore a matching leather crop top that barely covered her chest, leaving her collarbones, waist, and navel exposed to the air.
Her skin was as white as porcelain, gleaming coldly in the light.
Then there was her most distinctive feature: that head of fluffy purple curls.
Her hair was long, falling almost to her waist, its ends curling into exaggerated arcs.
Above her forehead, two goatlike horns protruded from her hair.
Cui Ciyou studied her for a few seconds, then a smile slowly curled his lips.
"While a reunion between old friends is certainly touching..."
He teased, "Why am I the one treating you to a meal again?"
"Didn't you say you'd play host and treat me the next time we met, Your Majesty the Demon Eye Emperor?"
Kishirika tilted her head, her arrogant expression turning puzzled.
She stared at Cui Ciyou for several seconds, blinking her golden eyes and frowning slightly.
"Huh?"
"Who are you?"
Cui Ciyou: "..."
This Demon Eye Emperor, who had lived for over ten thousand years and still got lost, clearly had a memory as unreliable as her sense of direction.
"Surely you'll remember when you see this."
Cui Ciyou sighed and pressed a hand against the Magic Crystal at his waist.
He had no magic power, so he used his mental power to connect to the Magic Crystal's magic power and cast magic.
The Magic Crystal glowed faintly.
Then Cui Ciyou's left eye began to change.