Even If I Die, I Must Continue My Fake Identity! 2

"Okay, Zhou Shen..."

The corner of Rao Yaoyao's lips twitched, and she resisted the urge to mock him.

She knew that the other party might be stalling for time, but wasn't this also beneficial to her?

Even if all of them went out, they could only capture a saint servant, Xu Xiaoshou, and Ye Xiaotian, who had not committed any major crimes. This was unable to fill her stomach completely.

"If you are called Zhou Shen, then you..." Rao Yaoyao's gaze swept through them one by one and finally landed on Lei Xi'er. "How should I address you?"

Lei Xi'er was as calm as ever, allowing the demonic wind on the cliff to brush past her silver-white hair. That strange and mysterious God Devil Eyes rotated faintly, and a faint revulsion was reflected in her eyes.

The Rao clan... Lei Xi'er did not make a sound.

She did not want to answer such a meaningless question.