"So, did you bring this disgusting goat hoof here to see if I wanted some mutton?"
Baal's words made Old Baphomet, who was still stroking Baal's arm muscles, jump back in a hurry. She trotted back on those hooves behind Li Muhang, and said to Baal with a slightly apologetic tone.
"Hehehe... Old Baphomet isn't here to see you, Lord of the Legion. Old Baphomet is just very interested in your composition."
Chapter 290