Young Master Pei wanted to escape in fear. Meiji stared at him, looking displeased. She was very angry, but she couldn't vent her anger on Qi Tianshang, so she could only take it out on this man.
When Young Master Pei was just a meter away from the door of the private room, a black shadow enveloped him. The shadow didn't suck Young Master Pei's Vital Qi but lifted him up. In mid-air, Young Master Pei struggled in pain, his eyes widening. What was this? What on earth was this? He wanted to cry out for help, but before he could make a sound, his breathing had already become difficult, his pupils dilated, and gradually, he fell silent.
After Young Master Pei died, Meiji re-entered the woman's body.
Qi Tianshang had already discarded Meiji in disgust.
Meiji got up from the ground, painfully staring at Qi Tianshang, "It's her, isn't it? The one you've remembered for ten thousand years, it's her, isn't it? You still can't forget her after ten thousand years?"
