Tanasha finished speaking and switched into self-indulgent mode, humming a song and dancing.
Wyatt Perry wore a grim expression as he cooperated with Tanasha.
"How does it taste? Do you feel happy?" Tanasha swayed like a drunkard, and Wyatt Perry grabbed her, throwing her onto the straw-covered ground, quickly distancing himself from the crowd of demons.
It wasn't just for his sake, but for his child's; he absolutely could not get involved with those things.
In the moonlight, Wyatt Perry stood tall and straight like a statue, motionless.
Moments ago, Tanasha seemed dazed; she suddenly opened her eyes, her clear blue pupils showing no sign of confusion, her thin lips curving upwards filled with an aura of danger.
All night, Wyatt Perry sat outside on a bamboo chair, under the same blue sky as Claudia Ross, breathing the air of Rivile City, so close to her, yet unable to tell her that he loves her.
