Time Travel: The Heroine Has Arrived!

Gu Shengyin didn’t say anything.

Because she saw it clearly, ever since Lucifer sat here, at least two-thirds of the eyes on the dance floor were focused on this spot.

This originally was a good place to converse, but after Lucifer brought his spotlight effect, it was no longer so.

Lucifer rarely takes the initiative to talk to someone, yet he was directly ignored.

He raised an eyebrow, seeming slightly surprised, but not to the extent of losing his composure and taking it out on the other person.

His lack of such thoughts doesn’t mean that his followers could tolerate it.

For example, Samael, the Demon King’s number one fan.

Samael’s cold nature is well known, and his fanatical worship of His Majesty Lucifer is known throughout the realm.

According to him, you can ignore me, offend me, none of that matters.

But you can never slight His Majesty Lucifer.

So, Samael snorted coldly and glanced at Gu Shengyin.

It wasn’t just a simple glance.

Belial, sitting next to Samael, immediately sensed the anger from his companion.

He glanced at the stranger wrapped in a cloak, saying nothing.

He also dislikes this trickery fellow.

It was unexpected to all the Demon Clan.

Samael’s emotionless yet undeniable attack resulted in not even a spark when it hit Gu Shengyin.

The body beneath the black cloak remained seated, seemingly unaware of anything.

Samael glanced at Gu Shengyin in surprise, even Lucifer cast his gaze upon her a second time.

Lucifer knew Samael’s strength, in the entire Hell, it was at the top Demon King level.

Even if he hadn’t used all his strength, to block it easily wasn’t an easy thing.

Unless the other party had strength at the same level as Samael.

At the same level as Samael...

Lucifer’s eyes darkened, clearly thinking of something unpleasant.

His expression became indifferent, he didn’t look at Gu Shengyin anymore, obviously not in the mood to bother with her.

Many from the Demon Clan focused on this corner of the dance floor, but those who truly saw the confrontation didn’t number in the double digits.

Mammon laughed, releasing the witch in his arms, took a sip of his drink, and said to Baal beside him: "Looks like Samael took a secret loss this time."

Baal, like Mammon, was a native Demon King of Hell, always disliked the Fallen Angels’ behavior which didn’t resemble Hell.

Seeing Samael embarrassed this time made him quite happy: "He deserves it, I’ve disliked him for a long time!"

Lucifer attended the dance floor exactly as the literal meaning—just attending.

From start to finish, he merely sat quietly, slowly drinking, without leaving for even a step.

During this period, there were many bold witches who volunteered themselves, but obviously, they couldn’t even pass Samael’s test.

Samael thought simply: What kind of existence is His Majesty Lucifer? And those lowly witches actually have the audacity to try to reach him?

Gu Shengyin continued to sit quietly, all the way until she watched Lucifer and his party leave first.

She didn’t follow, because doing so would be too conspicuous.

After a long while, Gu Shengyin confirmed that no more of the Demon Clan were looking this way, before she got up to leave.

From afar, Baal looked at her back: "Should we follow to have a look?"