Fang Yu sat silently on the chair.
Li Shiquan casually moved a chair over, sat in front of Fang Yu, and smiled.
"What? Surprised that it's me and not Li Anlu?"
"Yes... a bit surprised. Why is the lord here?"
"I happened to have some matters to attend to here, and when I heard you came, I decided to meet you. I also have things to discuss with you."
A Demon Leader, an old monster with eight-thousand blood, saying they want to discuss something with me.
Who wouldn't be terrified?
Fang Yu had quite some skills, but to be honest, facing such a powerful demon, he felt... he could be eliminated in the blink of an eye.
So to say Fang Yu wasn't nervous would be a lie.
But fortunately, everyone here was on the same side, and as long as no flaws were exposed, they wouldn't kill him for no reason.
With the principle of saying more meaning more mistakes, Fang Yu decided to wait for Li Shiquan to speak first.
But Li Shiquan suddenly changed the topic, as if chatting casually.
