Chapter 239
Living for thousands of years gave a person the ability to easily pick up on someone’s intentions just by their words. The subtle differences in facial expressions, tone of voice, and breathing patterns could reveal a person’s inner thoughts, and this was especially true when the other person was an idiot.
“Laum must’ve crossed a line with the king of Earth, right?” Murmu asked.
He appeared calm, but the truth was quite different. His breathing sped up, his lips trembled slightly, and his voice lowered to an unnaturally deep tone.
The removal of Baal’s Legion Commander, Laum, from the rankings caused Murmu’s rank to rise by one. While that should have been cause for celebration, Murmu didn’t feel that way at all.
“When I went to Earth last time, I failed to recognize the king of Earth,” he confessed.
Wei Zhongqi slurped his tea, waiting for Murmu to finish.
Murmu ran into Do-Jun about a month ago by chance, during a trip to Earth to try a dish called “fried chicken.” Failing to recognize him wasn’t the issue—it was his attitude.
“Looking back... I think I might’ve been a bit disrespectful to the king of Earth,” Murmu muttered, visibly regretful.
“Hmm.”
Although Murmu tried to appear calm, his twitching eyes betrayed him.
“What do you think I should do to make amends?” he asked Wei Zhongqi.
“I don’t believe the Heavenly Demon is too concerned. If you had truly been outrageously disrespectful, you wouldn’t be sitting here right now. Don’t worry. Even if the Heavenly Demon descends to the Deep Realm, I doubt he’d kill you.”