C179 Swear on Blood

He snapped his fingers, and after a whoosh, another ice chair appeared around him. Loong Jie waved at me, signalling for me to come over: "Come, sit here."

A man with a bald tail stood up and said gruffly, "Is this the descendant of another Demon Lord? Miss Qiao? "

I admit it rather awkwardly.

Honestly speaking, I don't even know what kind of background I have