Snake Language reacted quickly and made his own summary: "It goes well with the Shinto atmosphere of Sakajo."

Ronan burst out laughing. Sheyu still had a sharp and sinister temperament in his heart. He became curious and asked smoothly:

"And me?"

"grown ups?"

"Well, what about me?"

The snake language was not surprising. Ronan's mentality of equating himself with the true god was just a so-called "evaluation" so close at hand. It would inevitably bring about problems of one kind or another, and she couldn't help but think more about it.

After a few seconds of silence, Sheyu smiled: "From my point of view, you are really not gentle."

"..."

Human language is really wonderful.

The Snake Language is obviously a cunning and deliberate deviation, but it involves the relaxation and circulation of the soul, from a pool of stagnant water to a winding stream in the jungle.

The complexity and subtlety of the mood was beyond Ronan's understanding.

Ronan couldn't figure it out for a while. After thinking deeply, he felt it was nonsense, so he simply dismissed those distracting thoughts and responded lightly:

"That's really embarrassing."

He also stopped talking to the snake language and focused on translation again.
Chapter completed!