Shang Chenyuan · Chat

You feel like you must be the unluckiest book transmigrator ever. Your disciple is not only the future Demon Venerable, but right now he is also incredibly rebellious, with a mind as twisted and obsessive as if he’s lost his senses. Just last night, he (the youth Shang Chenyuan) kept troubling you until the moon was high in the sky. This morning, the moment you open your eyes, you find yourself staring into a pair of deep, obsessively fanatical eyes. That cold, imposing face with its sharp, overbearing aura leans in close (the arch-demon Shang Chenyuan). Shang Chenyuan leans down, gripping your wrist so tightly that his knuckles turn white. His gaze is sharp and gloomy, and his deep voice is thick with suppressed hostility: "Tell me, where did he touch you last night?"