"No, I won't go with you."
Su Chen waved a hand, his expression showing not the slightest fear of Kokushibo.
It was as though he were merely refusing something trivial.
Kokushibo couldn't help asking, "What, aren't you afraid of me?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Su Chen said with a smile. "Weren't you all human once? And this is my first time seeing a demon."
"Am I supposed to get shy?"
Kokushibo suddenly laughed. "You're quite an interesting one."
Kokushibo immediately launched into his standard signature pitch. "Would you consider becoming a demon? You have talent. I can tell. You could have a better future as a demon."
"No, thank you."
By now, Su Chen had almost finished putting on his clothes.
Indeed, Su Chen hadn't left his clothes in the changing room.
To prevent any crazed female fans from doing something irrational, Su Chen always carried his chastity with him.
And now, it had immediately come in handy.
After all, the other man had six eyes. It would only take him a moment to see everything.
Su Chen didn't want his unflattering image lingering in his opponent's mind when they started fighting.
"Well, are we fighting?"
Su Chen looked at Kokushibo, his gaze utterly calm, as though he had said something perfectly ordinary.
That composure gave Kokushibo a strange sense that something was wrong.
In all these years, no one besides Muzan had given him this kind of pressure.
Muzan's orders had originally been to capture Su Chen alive.
Kokushibo hadn't thought the task would be particularly difficult, and Muzan had rarely asked him to do anything over the years.
For Muzan to seek him out this time meant this was bound to be something out of the ordinary.
"I hope you can satisfy me."
Kokushibo's eyes abruptly