Demon Clan 10

The Dao Child of the Demon Clan tilted his head, wearing a smile as he gazed at Gu Chaoyan. "Sister, may I come in?"

Forcing a smile, Gu Chaoyan met his gaze.

If she declined, it seemed unlikely he would heed her refusal.

"Come in," she said, her smile concealing the underlying tension.

Despite his loyalty and protectiveness, Gu Chaoyan couldn't shake the fear that, should her true identity be exposed, he might become her most formidable adversary.

Recalling his recent description of macabre plans, Gu Chaoyan couldn't help but shudder.

"Sister, this is for you. It's the only thing I can offer now. After we extract the eyeballs from the Bone Race and the Blood Race, I'll craft a new necklace for you," the Dao Child of the Demon Clan stated casually, as if fashioning a necklace from human eyeballs was a commonplace gesture.