I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

Fortunately, the commotion next door only lasted for three minutes.

Li Ang slowly released his grip, then patted Emily's back gently, soothingly saying:

"It's alright, Emily, they're done."

Emily looked up, her cheeks still flushed.

Her eyes kept darting away, avoiding Li Ang's gaze, and she whispered a thank you.

After a moment of silence, Emily whispered:

"Li Ang, I need to go to the restroom."

Li Ang nodded and pointed to a small door next to the bar:

"Hurry up, the toilet is over there."

Emily followed the direction Li Ang pointed.

At the end of the path was a weathered wooden door.

The word "Restaurant" was written crookedly on the door with a marker.

Below is a line of smaller print: "Suitable for both men and women, don't fucking lock the door for too long."

Pushing open the door, the furnishings inside the toilet were also very simple.

There was only one toilet and one urinal for men.

The faucet in the corner was leaking water.

The ground was covered in urine stains and smelled strongly of ammonia.

Emily was about to close the door casually.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from outside the door and grabbed the doorframe tightly.

Soon, the door creaked open, the force of which almost made Emily stumble.

A tall figure squeezed in.

Emily froze in fright, about to scream desperately, when suddenly her mouth was covered tightly by the person's large hand.

Just as she was trembling and thought she had encountered a bad person.

A familiar voice came to my ear:

"Hey, don't be nervous, Emily, I'm Li Ang."

"Li Ang?"

Emily's pupils contracted, and her eyes widened abruptly as she recognized the person who had suddenly barged in as Li Ang.

Her tense body relaxed slightly, but she still couldn't stop trembling.

Seeing that Emily had calmed down a bit, Li Ang slowly removed his hand from covering her mouth.

Emily, panting heavily, asked in a low voice:

"Li Ang, what are you doing...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Li Ang suddenly leaned over and kissed Emily forcefully, giving her no chance to dodge.

Emily was completely stunned, her mind went blank, and she didn't even have the strength to push Li Ang.

She grew up in a strict Catholic family and had never been this close to a boy before, let alone kissed him.

Her opponent, Li Ang, was not only a veteran but also a master.

Faced with Li Ang's sudden attack, Emily trembled all over, as if she had been electrocuted, and her hands and feet began to go weak.

Only then did she belatedly realize what was happening and tried to raise her hand to push Li Ang away.

However, by then the tide had turned!

Despite her brain screaming:

"No, no!"

Emily's entire body, including all her organs and cells, had descended into madness.

As a war god, Li Ang immediately and astutely noticed Emily's wavering.

His offensive instantly shifted from probing to fierce.

Emily's breathing became increasingly erratic, her cheeks burned hot, and even the base of her ears turned bright red.

Her long eyelashes trembled incessantly, like a helpless little white rabbit.

Li Ang was like a patient instructor, guiding Emily step by step.

Teach her to relax, teach her to respond.

Emily gradually lost her way.

Gradually, she lost all sense of what the world was like.

Upon waking, her gaze immediately met Li Ang's eyes.

Li Ang smiled slightly, his eyes filled with deep affection.

Emily was both embarrassed and delighted, but the next moment, she realized something was wrong.

A strong, sour feeling suddenly rushed into Emily's nostrils.

She choked back tears and spoke incoherently:

"Oh, Li Ang, how could we do this... Although I really like you, doing this is unfaithful to my future husband. Oh, I'm doomed. I've made a terrible mistake. God will not forgive me. I will definitely go to hell after I die..."

"Hey, look at me, Emily."

Li Ang cupped Emily's pretty face in his hands and gently comforted her:

"Listen to me. God loves everyone. Of course, He allows us to love each other. He brought us together, which already tacitly approved of what we just did, didn't He?"

Emily sobbed, unable to speak, only shaking her head, her tears falling even more fiercely.

Li Ang didn't say anything more, and lowered his head to kiss Emily again.

All of Emily's guilt and fear miraculously dissipated, like ice cubes in the sunlight.

Not content with that, after Emily stopped sobbing, he affectionately patted her head and said directly:

"Emily, I love you. Will you be my woman?"