Angels, compared to demons, have a flaw that can't really be called a flaw, and that is sometimes they care about appearances.
Lower-level demons sometimes charge in even when the situation looks bad, because they aren't very bright.
A true Demon Lord sees a losing battle, and without another word, makes a break for it, running as far away as possible.
But the angel before us looked at Wang Yunxiao, covered in wounds, and though aware that the plan had gone awry, decided not to retreat out of consideration for appearances.
"You look like you're nearing your limit. Can your body really keep going?"
After weighing the situation in their heart for a moment, the angel decided to launch a verbal offensive.
Commonly known as chemotherapy.
Indeed, I damn well have been working overtime all night, didn't get a good rest the past couple of days, and now I feel I could fall asleep the moment I close my eyes.
