The man's laughter was off-putting to Wang Xuan.  0

Is this his strong protective instinct I sense, manifesting especially when it comes to his beloved little cotton blanket?0

Naturally, he'd jumped to conclusions. He suspected the couple had something to do with the Demon Lord, possibly being her parents who had snuck back to the human realm early.0

"Go on," urged the shadow of the man on the wall. His voice, still laced with amusement, caused Wang Xuan's nerves to fray.0

Wang Xuan, with a flick of his wrist, brandished the Godslaying Banner. What are you trying to do? White Tiger thought. Are you trying to show off in front of a Peerless-level master?0

Covering his mouth with the banner and activating its golden runes, Wang Xuan shielded his mind, preventing any more unguarded truths from spilling out. The mention of the little cotton jacket seemed to provoke the man, suggesting a challenging personality Wang Xuan wasn't eager to confront.0

Nevertheless, he had to say something. "Demon Lord Yan Yan is a true saint and very gentle. She recently took me to outer space to explore an ancient spaceship and alien civilizations together," he managed to say behind the flag.0

"Gentle, together… What are you trying to tell me?" The man's shadow on the wall tremored slightly with the question.0

The monk and Little White Tiger were frozen in place. They...0