"Hahaha, you... Night Emperor, why are you a woman, hahaha..."
The tall woman bent over, clutching her stomach in laughter.
This left Zhou Youwei looking bewildered, Night Emperor? A woman?
What on earth is going on here?
"I'm not any Night Emperor, you've got the wrong person," Zhou Youwei said coldly.
But saying this only made the tall woman laugh harder, rolling on the ground and choking to tears.
Sitting on the ground without care for her image, she looked up at Zhou Youwei, wiping her tears while speaking intermittently, "If you're not... not the Night Emperor, then who is? Trying to fool me?"
Zhou Youwei was both helpless and frustrated. Who is this Night Emperor? And why is this woman so convinced that she is the Night Emperor?
Besides, from this person's meaning, the Night Emperor is a man?
But what does this have to do with Zhou Youwei?
"Don't you have anything to say?"
Seeing Zhou Youwei silent, the tall woman smiled and said.
