Feng Yao held the phone, his features scrunched together. He was beginning to understand why Minister Cai, back when he was still around, always looked as if he were constipated and suffering from hemorrhoids every time he took a call from Wen Yan.
He was experiencing it now.
He had only heard the keyword "demonic" and, without thinking, blurted out a question about whether the person had been very vicious in life.
Wen Yan's veiled sarcasm left Feng Yao speechless for a good while.
Moreover, even while delivering those barbs, Wen Yan had also explained the situation.
Now it wasn't about what Wen Yan wanted to do; it was about what the Great Killer Star wanted to do.
It was actually quite normal that Wen Yan couldn't stop him.
And Feng Yao also felt that if the Great Killer Star truly wanted to do something, Wen Yan likely wouldn't try to stop him either.
Wen Yan hadn't just been sarcastic. He had also made things clear to Feng Yao.
