Was that enough?
At Lu Qian's words, even the expression of the beauty who called herself the God of Desire stiffened.
But she quickly recovered, offering as calm a smile as she could and saying lightly:
"Of course. A little blood is enough."
Although this fellow was a decent actor, Lu Qian had no intention of playing along any longer.
After a cold laugh, Lu Qian said quietly:
"Your acting is good, but I have other things to do. So I'm sorry, but I can't keep playing along with you."
"W-what are you talking about?"
A trace of panic actually flashed through the God of Desire's eyes!
Although it vanished in an instant, Lu Qian saw it, further confirming his suspicions.
This fellow standing before them, claiming to be the God of Desire, really was just an impostor!
"I told you, I have no time to keep playing along. Tell me who you are. I mean your real identity."
Lu Qian's expression gradually grew cold. The "God of Desire" could clearly sense that he was no easy opponent.
But besides Lu Qian, there were three whole Titled Douluos over there.
Even if Lu Qian had seen through her true identity, perhaps those three fellows had not.
The "God of Desire" immediately barked at Chrysanthemum Douluo and the other two:
"If you want a chance at a Divine Trial, kill this fellow first! He is blaspheming against a god!"
As the God of Desire's voice fell, the energy throughout the space seemed to begin surging.
If Lu Qian had not seen the level of the Blood Pool steadily dropping, he might really have stopped and apologized immediately.
Unfortunately for this counterfeit God of Desire, if Lu Qian had not wanted to get information about the Han Family out of her, she