After the Demon Princess finished speaking, her eyes flashed with murderous intent once again. Her fingers began to tremble slightly, as if preparing for a terrifying attack. Her black robe fluttered in the wind, resembling a will-o'-the-wisp in the darkness and sending chills down one's spine.
Seeing her growing increasingly agitated, Chen Mo offered a reassuring smile. "Beautiful lady," he said, "why don't we take a break first? Sit down, let's chat. There's plenty of time to fight later."
However, the infuriated Demon Princess paid no heed to Chen Mo's words. "Don't think flattering me will work," she said coldly. "Prepare to die!"
"Well, suit yourself." Seeing that she wouldn't listen to reason, Chen Mo couldn't be bothered with her any longer and let her continue her frenzy.
He, on the other hand, quickened his pace of tossing Skeleton Monsters into the Underworld's Fountain.
