Capítulo 245: The Man in the Bloody Mist

Si Mobai was playing with Feng Tianlan's hand as if he were handling a precious treasure, and she couldn't stop her face from turning red. "The Demon Palace teaches demonic practices. It's occult." That made things way more complicated, didn't it?

This man was not serious, and he was such a lech. He didn't match what the legends said about him, and he was hardly misogynistic!

"That's true." The only thing in Si Mobai's mind was how fair and soft her hand was, and he couldn't help but use his fingers to trace the lines on her palm.

Lan'er couldn't be too conspicuous now. If she went to the Demon Palace, a lot of people would say nasty things about her. He didn't care what they said, but he cared about her and couldn't bear to let her be gossiped about or insulted.

Feng Tianlan's palm was now very itchy, and the sensation seemed to move from her palm into her heart, causing her to shudder. "Wargod…"