Ms. Zackary's expression darkened, having initially intended to seize the corpse by force with her Martial Saint Weapon.
Yet somehow, an inexplicable dread crept into her heart when she confronted me.
She couldn't determine whether this fear stemmed from the two bodies or from me directly.
After deliberating briefly, Ms. Zackary scoffed coldly, "I expect you to honor your promise, or the Capital City Martial Arts Association will make you pay!"
With those harsh words, Ms. Zackary spun around and departed.
Observing her departing silhouette, I couldn't suppress a cold laugh.
"Bring it on, let's discover who's mightier with identical Martial Saint Power," I mocked.
——
Ms. Zackary arrived back at her dwelling.
She gazed at Leticia clinging to her form and her lips curved into a satisfied smile.
"The leadership has approved and will provide me with the transformation pill tomorrow," Ms. Zackary announced cheerfully.
"When that happens, you'll regain your human appearance."
