Angel lazily sank into the soft sofa, inhaling a deep breath of the cool fragrance in the air before opening his pale golden eyes to look at Dororo opposite him.
"You said earlier that you need something from me?"
Dororo nodded and said, "Yes, I saw an image..."
Before Dororo could finish speaking, Angel asked, "Again with the image? About me?"
Upon receiving Dororo's confirmation, Angel's eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered under his breath, "Why is it that you and Hua Que both say you've seen my image?"
Have I become the Baiyuan Clan's regular performance, complete with real-time updates? Angel mocked silently in his heart, raising his head to look at Dororo's puzzled face: "It's fine, go on."
Dororo was about to continue when Angel interrupted him again: "Wait, since you said it's an image, describing it verbally is not as direct as manifesting it."
