Li Banfeng sighed inwardly. I am fortunate to be a righteous person, and my home, a righteous place.
If it were someone else's home, there would be bloodshed everywhere, bodies strewn across the floor, and an old woman's marrow sucked from her while she still lived—that surely would have turned the place into a den of demons.
"My dear, leave her with a breath, I have questions for her," he said.
The Phonograph said, "Husband, ask quickly. Hong Ying, you also be on guard. This person's cultivation level isn't just on the Earth Skin."
Hong Ying said, "Since it's not on the Earth Skin, we should kill her quickly to prevent any trouble!"
"You wretch, who asked you to blabber? When the husband has questions, you listen to the husband!"
Not on the Earth Skin? Then it must be Above the Clouds.
Li Banfeng asked, "Are you a Local Deity?"
