Demon Lord, Stop Pretending. I Can Hear Everything

System: Host, hurry up and win over Baby Awu. If you don't, you'll die.

Zhuohua: What's the rush? She's just a target for a mission.

System: Then why did you go to the Demon Abyss to dig up thousand-year cold iron for her? Why did you bandage her first, even after being struck back by the Heavenly Dao? Why did you stop caring about your own life when you saw her cry?

Zhuohua: ...Shut up.

Lin Qingwu leans against the doorframe and drawls, “Could you two keep it down when you argue? You're so noisy.”

#After I Could Hear the Demon Venerable's Inner Thoughts, I Became His KPI#