Ling Yeyue knew that her brother was slow about feelings, but... But the whole immortal world knew that the Demon Lord liked the Immortal Lord.
"Brother, the calamity is about to begin."
"Okay."
Ling Yueye dragged her second brother's leg, ignoring that his face was rubbing against the ground.
"If you still can't pursue my brother this time, you can commit suicide by committing seppuku."