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"Oh?" Lu Hong raised the teacup cautiously, taking a sip. The paste-like substance inside the teacup flowed into his body like a living creature, dissolving in his stomach. As spiritual energy rose, a slight blush appeared on Lu Hong's face.
As for Anna, her face flushed red as she dizzily fell into Lu Hong's arms.
"Your Excellency, War God, isn't this more than just tea?"
"In my demon race, this is tea, though it's a bit stronger than usual." As he spoke, Floggo's smile gradually faded. He crossed his legs and watched Lu Hong, then said, "Isn't your conduct a bit excessive?"
Lu Hong was taken aback, not understanding why Floggo's attitude suddenly made a 180-degree turn. He asked perplexedly, "What do you mean by that?"
"I thought the War God was a hero of his time, but I didn't expect you to be a despicable man who steals others' wives." Floggo sneered, "Anna's drunk, so why is she unconsciously leaning into your arms? Do you know the indecent things you've done?"
