A streak of literary aura arched across the sky, gently and unassumingly landing on the viewing platform of the guest room.
He Youyi furrowed her brows, looking at Jiang Sha, "What are you doing here?"
Liu Qingqing shed her previously amiable demeanor and said coldly, "Does my Hall Master need to report to you wherever he wishes to go?"
He Youyi watched Jiang Sha with caution.
This renowned Slaughter Demon Lord, is she truly so entangled by karma that she can't even use her legs?
Jiang Sha smiled, "I know what you're thinking. Even though you didn't ask, I can answer. If karma could truly trap me, how could I possibly be worthy of the title Slaughter Demon Lord?"
"You still haven't answered me, what are you doing in the Sea of Eternal Life!" He Youyi couldn't sense any murderous intent from Jiang Sha, not even a breath. She sat there like a corpse.
But the more it was like this, the more terrifying it became.
