"Hehe."
Angela smiled, picked up a glass of red wine, raised it toward Xiao Zheng from afar, and then took a sip before saying, "If I hadn't set up this scheme, you probably wouldn't have come, right?"
Xiao Zheng also drank a glass of red wine and said, "I'm a bit curious, how did you recognize me? When I burst into the bathhouse, I immediately ran out. With my speed, you couldn't possibly have recognized me."
Xiao Zheng was very confident in himself.
He was the Evil God!
Although Angela was a great master at the Innate Peak, the prospect of recognizing Xiao Zheng, who was wholly focused on escaping, was almost an impossible task. Xiao Zheng's strength was too strong, unmatched by ordinary people.
Angela said, "At first, I also didn't think it was you. It was only after I gave the whole incident careful thought that I came up with your name."
"Oh? How so?"
Xiao Zheng asked.