The Tower Spirit was furious, glaring at the Witch: "Witch, are you really going to break ties with me?"
The Witch sneered: "If you don't choose to cooperate with me, then why should I save your face? Tower Spirit, I know your weaknesses, but you don't know mine. From this point, you've already lost!"
"Is that so?" The Tower Spirit shifted its gaze to Ling Feng behind the Witch: "Then I will kill this pretty boy behind you. Can you protect him? Don't forget, we're inside my tower; whoever I want to kill, you can't save them!"
The Witch raised her eyebrows: "So, you're also determined not to cooperate with me?"
"Same to you, it was you who threatened me first!" The Tower Spirit responded indifferently.
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Watching the tense confrontation between the two, Ling Feng touched his nose: "Actually, you don't have to be so conflicted. What if the Tower Spirit recognizes me as its master? Wouldn't that solve everything?"
