In the middle of the night, Adeline came to Mohe's room.
At this moment, Mohe's house was lit by a very old oil lamp, and she was holding a book reading it.
"Does the Demon King have a habit of reading the 'Holy Record'?"
"It's a good book, always reminding me of how I was defeated." Mohe closed the book and put it aside.
Adeline took out an Alchemy Lamp, illuminating the room, and placed it on the table.
"Whether it's using magic or other means, isn't lighting very easy? Why insist on using such an oil lamp?"
Mohe smiled: "Even without lighting, I can see clearly. I just feel that the oil lamp has a certain atmosphere. Didn't you feel a mysterious vibe when you came in? A young girl reading a book under an oil lamp in an ancient mansion... there's a weird beauty to it, isn't there?"
Adeline simply didn't know what she was talking about; she felt that there was a big gap between her thoughts and those of the Demon King.
