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The Pseudo-Princely Heir: System’s Early Gamble (Web Novel) - Chapter 207: Really Not Caring About Face at All!
Chapter 207: Really Not Caring About Face at All!
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The Queen of the South Ming looked at the black dog at Cheng Guang’s feet, her face showing unusual colors.
Why did this black dog give her a feeling of both extreme familiarity and extreme fear?
Could this black dog actually be an Exotic Beast with a Demonic Race bloodline?
That shouldn’t be the case. Even if it were an Exotic Beast with a Demonic Race bloodline, it couldn’t possibly make her feel afraid. Merely by glancing at the black dog, the Queen of the South Ming felt her soul tremble.
It was as if she saw a supremely majestic Demon Emperor from within the Ten-Layered Demon Sea.
Don’t be ridiculous.
Let alone the Demon Emperor, even the offspring of the Demon Emperor were unlikely to appear by Cheng Guang’s side.
Then what is the deal with this black dog?
The Queen of the South Ming kept staring intently at the black dog.
Cheng Guang noticed that the Queen of the South Ming was sizing up his black dog and couldn’t help but speak with a smile, “Auntie, why are you continuously staring at my dog? Are you interested in this black dog of mine?”
As Cheng Guang spoke, thoughts inevitably stirred in his heart.
The system had named his black cub “Haba Dog,” adding the word “Hell” after it.
The Haba Dog might just be the system’s sense of humor, but the key was in the word “Hell.”
Hell was one of the layers in the Ten-Layered Demon Sea, which indirectly proved that his black cub seemed to come from the Ten-Layered Demon Sea.
And the Queen of the South Ming before him also came from the Ten-Layered Demon Sea.
Could it be that the Queen of the South Ming recognized the identity or race of the black cub?
Cheng Guang thought about it with interest and observed the Queen of the South Ming’s expression.
Upon hearing Cheng Guang’s query, the Queen of the South Ming’s smile became slightly stiff, but she quickly regained her composure, “Not interested. Your dog just looks quite peculiar, so I couldn’t help but take a few more glances.”
As the Queen of the South Ming’s words fell, the black cub, hearing her comment on its appearance, couldn’t help but raise its head and size up the Queen of the South Ming.
Within its pitch-black eyes, the Queen of the South Ming’s visage was reflected, and its eyebrows faintly raised.
Oh?
The aura of the Abyss Demon Emperor…
Is this woman before me an avatar of the Abyss Demon Emperor?
Since when did the Abyss Demon Emperor secretly extend his reach into the Four Directions Mortal World?
The black cub cast a glance, and confusion flickered within its dark eyes.
Logically, although they from the Ten-Layered Demon Sea were somewhat interested in the Four Directions Mortal World, their interest wasn’t as intense as that of the Devil Clan’s, after all, the distance was quite far, and breaking through the Border Area of the Four Directions Mortal World was somewhat difficult; it was less of a hassle to find trouble with those angelic beings of the Three-part God Realm.
Why had the Abyss Demon Emperor suddenly run a long way to make trouble in the Four Directions Mortal World, even secretly sending over an avatar?
As the black cub sized up the Queen of the South Ming, the queen seemed to notice something, took another glance at the black cub, and felt a shiver run through her as she noticed the curiosity in its eyes.
She inexplicably felt as if she was being seen through.
By a dog, no less.
It was utterly absurd.
Although the Queen of the South Ming was inwardly shocked, her dignified countenance maintained its regal composure, and she quickly diverted her gaze from the black dog, no longer letting herself look at the black dog.
For some reason, the more she saw, the more the Queen of the South Ming felt that the black dog beside Cheng Guang resembled a certain Demon Emperor from her memory.
Even without laying her eyes on the black dog, the Queen of the South Ming felt uncomfortable being stared at by it.
This discomfort was not like the indignation she felt when being stared at by Cheng Guang.
It was a feeling of restlessness and unease.
Cheng Guang didn’t notice the Queen of the South Ming’s current peculiarity and asked Qing Luan to bring over some tea. Shortly after, Qing Luan hurried over with a teapot and cups in hand.
Cheng Guang looked at the Queen of the South Ming and invited, “Auntie, why not sit and chat for a while?”
Hearing this, the Queen of the South Ming walked gracefully, keeping a certain distance as she passed by the black dog, seemingly wishing to avoid being too close to it.
The black cub, too, didn’t spend too much time staring at the Queen of the South Ming, only looking for a while before its interest waned.
For now, it was under the control of others.
While the avatar of the Abyss Demon Emperor might have noticed something, there was a high probability she wouldn’t recognize it.
Even if she did recognize it, she shouldn’t expect her to save the life of a mere dog.
The relations between Demon Emperors were very much like those between the emperors of the various dynasties in the Four Directions Mortal World, neither good nor bad. If everyone was at peace, then there was nothing to worry about, but if given the chance, they would kill each other at the first opportunity.
Although it didn’t think much of this avatar of the Abyss Demon Emperor.
The black cub coiled up on the ground, feeling a sense of sorrow.
Alas, my dog life is truly pitiful.
How did I suddenly end up in the Four Directions Mortal World?
And inexplicably acknowledged a weak Human Race as master.
What am I to do in the future?
Even if my power gradually recovers, I won’t have the face to meet anyone; if the Abyss Demon Emperor recognizes me, it will be even more humiliating to the dog.
The black cub was directly emoting at this moment.
And at this time.
Around the tea table.
The Queen of the South Ming also shifted her attention away from the black dog.
She sat at the stone table in the pavilion, her stunning and dignified face exuded an air of high-class nobility, her eyes clear and deep like autumn water.
Qing Luan poured tea.
The steaming hot tea water still bubbling with white mist, swirled in the cups with some leaves floating and sinking, spreading a fragrance of crisp tea aroma.
The Queen of the South Ming wasn’t in the mood for tasting tea, she simply set her autumn-water-like eyes on Cheng Guang and spoke softly, “Nephew, I’ve come here today for two matters.”
