The Blood Demon Empress had been burning with rage, but the moment Li Lanhao was thwarted, an indescribable sense of satisfaction filled her heart.
"Shameless little scoundrel, not everything can be copied. Tsk tsk, trying to copy this king's posture and putting on airs—now you've met someone with truly superb acting skills! Just wait, this king will make you pay tonight."
Gongsun Lü, He Jing, Liu Qingshan, and everyone else present were completely dumbfounded. In fact, just moments ago when Li Lanhao's sword had nearly sliced off Luo Ling'er's head, everyone's hearts had leaped straight into their throats.
Chapter 117