Li Lanhao spoke in one breath for so long that he ran out of air and quickly took a couple of deep breaths. To project enough imposing momentum for the argument, the guy hoisted his foot up onto a stool, and then glared down at Wusha with fury-filled eyes.
Wusha was completely dazed by the scolding. She widened her eyes and looked up at the scoundrel—there was no help for it, since he was standing on a stool fifty or sixty centimeters high, he was indeed taller than Wusha.
The plump breasts on the Blood Demon Empress's chest rose and fall; she was genuinely furious. Clearly, she was the one with questions for him, so how did it end up with her being chewed out instead, and all of it utter nonsense? As a generation's Tiger Demon King, she had to uphold her dignity!
Chapter 122