Demia looked up and zoned out for a while, silently closing her eyes.
"Will Mike come to save you?" the girl asked. She looked very haggard. She didn't have a strong heart like the others. She was looking forward to a miracle, hoping that someone would save her. Mike? She used to think that Mike was a madman, a cruel and savage fanatic. She preferred a handsome, gentle and elegant man over Mike. When she was brought here, she realised that only a savage man would be brave enough to come here and save her. And Mike would probably come over because Demia was here.
The other girls in the room couldn't help but look around. Demia remained expressionless. She had been busy cultivating and didn't answer that girl.
Demia knew very well himself that there was no way Mike would come to h
