Lucifer was at a loss for words. He had truly had rotten luck today, and the key was that he did not even know why. Even if he had to kneel, there should at least have been a reason. Yet he had been made to kneel three times without a word, filling the King of Hell with rage.
But every time, he did it involuntarily. He had no room to resist, as though kneeling were simply the natural thing to do. His mind was completely blank, and he could not figure out what the hell was going on.
"What exactly is wrong with you?" Mai Zi had noticed something was off as well. The first time could be called an accident, but what about this time?
Lucifer did not even want to complain. You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? At that moment, he even felt like killing someone. As a top-tier demon god and the most renowned villain in foreign mythological systems, he had been toyed with again and again, yet he did not even know who his opponent was. A profound sense of helplessness, accompanied by shame, welled up in his heart.
Without saying a word, he sat down on the sofa and did not want to speak. He was utterly rattled, and Mai Zi was even more rattled. What kind of curse had they run into today?
Qin Fen looked at the coin and seemed to sense a familiar power. He possessed this power himself!
Curiously, he stretched out a paw, wanting to touch it. Hongjun's eyes widened as he muttered, "I knew it. Everything arranged by Destiny is impossible to resist. Look, he brought Lucifer here, and then they immediately met. That was not enough—now he wants to touch that thing. I can already