After Canaan finished speaking, he looked at Angel with searching eyes.
Angel's face was expressionless, but he felt a little emotional in his heart. Unexpectedly, it was not the illusion technique that was the problem, but the accent that betrayed him.
However, even if Canaan found out, Angel couldn't admit it and just snorted: "I don't know what you are talking about. Just because you haven't heard it doesn't mean you don't have it. Besides, what does this have to do with you?
"
When Angel said this, Canaan also noticed that the dark-skinned woman was staring at it with a deep gaze, and a sense of danger slowly climbed up from its tailbone.
Canaan quickly said: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to say that after those half-blood demons went out just now, they also became suspicious of the identity of the shop owner... It's not an accent problem, but a habit in Rasudran
, Devil’s language is the official language, and Abyssal language’s general use is very low.”
Angel became a little impatient: "What do you mean by this?"
"I want to say that if the shop owner doesn't mind, I can help the shop owner receive the guests."
Chapter completed!