Lucifer's Fear

"I didn't do anything, and I didn't put a curse on her. I think you've misunderstood," Lucifer spread his hands and said very naturally. He had always been a flexible person. Though he was arrogant, if the situation warranted, he would bow and submit to the other party.

"That'd better be the case," the general said flatly.

Lucifer looked at An Liu. "Can I go in now?"

An Liu subconsciously returned the invitation card to him. "Yes."

What made Lucifer angry was that An Liu's gaze had never landed on him. She only had eyes for the man in front of her and stared at him unblinkingly.

Lucifer's expression turned even uglier. He snorted and strode into the Skyfire Museum.