"Demon Lord, what exactly have you been searching for all this time?" the High Priest asked curiously, drawing a little closer and fluttering her beautiful eyes.
"I've lost one of my Purple Gold Pipes, so I need to find it," Wu De replied, waving his hand nonchalantly as he prowled around the small courtyard, constantly sniffing the air.
The Demon Lord is searching for a Purple Gold Pipe?
The High Priest and the nearby Yuan Demon Clan People exchanged a look, their faces reflecting their mutual surprise.
In the High Priest's memory, since when did the Demon Lord start smoking?She was extremely puzzled.
Therefore, the High Priest plucked up her courage and asked, "Demon Lord, do you smoke?"
Wu De turned, glared irritably at the High Priest, and grumbled, "What's wrong with smoking? A man with a smoke feels like an immortal in paradise. You lot are certainly nosy."
The High Priest was dumbfounded, unsure what to say.
