Adrian's chin was tilted downwards as he glanced at the glass of wine in his hand.
Occasionally, he swirled it lazily watching as the lights from the chandeliers flickered on the red wine.
He did not look up. Not even once.
No one dared to breathe too loudly.
This great being was always unapproachable but for some reason, there seemed to be a glacier around him. Hence nobody dared to approach him.
Ji Yan stood behind the throne chair with a phone in his hand.
And his gaze was intensely focused on the phone, waiting for it to buzz. Those were his Second Master's orders, to not look away from the phone in case they missed a text from Ella.
Unfortunately, the man's phone never buzzed and as time passed by, Ji Yan grew unsettled, feeling like ants were crawling all over his body.
Miss Yu… Miss Yu… Please save this poor thing…
The phone buzzed.
Everyone watched as the devil king's head snapped up finally, his intense gaze shifting to Ji Yan who was initially smiling wide.
