"Why do you call me Demon King Shen?" Shen Zhining asked again.

Life was full of surprises. As for Sheng Jiaoyang’s current situation, it was more appropriate to describe it as ‘life was full of shocks’.

Sheng Jiaoyang buried her face in the blanket and pretended as if she hadn’t heard anything.

Shen Zhining wasn’t in a hurry anyway, so he unhurriedly continued, "In your heart, what does the Demon King represent?"

"A sinister and cunning villain?"

"Perhaps an evildoer who’s wicked at heart?"

"Or a bad guy who’d be satisfied with nothing short of someone's destruction?"

He stroked her hair with his hand, his movements fairly gentle. However, his tone of voice…

Sheng Jiaoyang was quite sure that if she admitted to any of those descriptions, she’d certainly need to suffer for a while as a consequence.

Feeling the imminent danger in her bones, she immediately responded, "None of those is correct!"

"In my opinion, the Demon King is a very powerful person. Look, all those people who are known as Demon Kings in the world of sports are super amazing players." Sheng Jiaoyang looked up and stared at him with big sparkling eyes. Please look at the sincerity and determination in my eyes!

If it hadn't been for the fact that he’d seen...