Just as Wang Xiaoqiang was deeply entranced by the Flower Demon's Bewitching Technique, the Heavenly Demon gave him a tap on the forehead.
Smack. Wang Xiaoqiang felt a sharp pain, his senses returning, his vision cleared, and the hazy world vanished, bringing him back to reality.
"Giggle..." The Flower Demon giggled, her body swaying like a flower, and the Heavenly Demon covered her mouth laughing. Both of them were full of smiles.
Seeing the two women smiling at him, it was clear they were mocking his lack of perseverance, unable to resist the Bewitching Technique. Wang Xiaoqiang awkwardly smiled and sincerely said, "Little sister, your Bewitching Technique is truly formidable."
The Flower Demon sweetly smiled, her voice crisp, "Young Hero, you can just call me Minor Demon!"
"Alright," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Then you can call me Little Qiang."
