C206 The Third Bloodline

However, she immediately reacted, because the person who said that was an insect, but she had already guessed who it was. She couldn't help but ask, "Are you a bug?"

The butterfly landed on my shoulder, then slowly flew up. Then, it said, "Lee Fan, what bug? I am a great Bug Master. No, I am a beautiful butterfly now."

I couldn't help but spit. A man was a beautiful Bug Master