When Yao Yao saw Song Tan, there was scrutiny and a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Uncle Song!"
Jiang Yisheng saluted Song Tan, and the wound on his body was pulled, and his expression was a little ugly.
When he opened his eyes in the middle of the night, he saw a masked man waving a knife at him.
He barely escaped, then was chased all over the house, and finally scolded, saying: The master's disciple is no better than this.
Fortunately, the bruises were all under his clothes, otherwise he would be too embarrassed to see anyone today.
Song Tan glanced at Yao Yao.
Yao Yao shuddered, and forced a smile onto her face. "Nice to meet you, Master Song. My name is Yao Yao."
"Half-demon."
Song Tan withdrew his gaze and did not respond to her.
Yao Yao clenched his hands, and his palms were slightly sweaty.
She was carrying something Jiang Yisheng had given her that could conceal her demonic aura, but Song Tan saw through her identity at a glance.
He only pointed out her identity but didn't say anything else. What does that mean?
Is Song Tan also a demon hunter like Jiang Yisheng who doesn't reject demons?
Yao Yao felt like a mouse seeing a cat.
But she couldn't help but imagine that if a demon hunter as powerful as Song Tan was willing to help her, she would be able to get rid of her weak and painful half-demon status more quickly.
After the meal, Song Tan said directly: "I will go to the palace later."
As the people with the highest seniority and strength, Mo Qin and Jiang Yisheng naturally had no objection.
After the meal, Song Tan said directly: "I will go to the palace later."
As the people with the highest seniority and strength, Mo Qin and Jiang Yisheng naturally had no objection.
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