The malice behind him was so dense it felt like it had weight, pressing down on An Su's shoulders, and after an oppressively silent moment, An Su heard a voice filled with malice at his ear,
"One million three hundred thousand per minute."
"That's what I have left for my election campaign."
The Azure Sorceress conveyed to An Su through sound transmission,
"Let me have a lick."
——"Let me try the salty taste for Her Majesty the Mother Goddess."
All the pretense is gone... An Su's face turned dark, truly deserving of the hungriest Witch in three thousand years!
In the field of letdowns, Miss Azure had never disappointed anyone.
For Sovereign Cang Lan, there were only two things in life: appetite and second-year syndrome. She was the hungriest Witch who devours the evil of this world, and in Cang Lan's eyes, An Su was pretty evil, in need of being devoured.
"Don't look down."