Shi Mei looked at him deeply, remained silent for a while, then said, "That woman won't die anytime soon. You can't be so stubborn. I need your cooperation to get you out."
At this, Netherworld God felt a surge of shock and suspicion, "Who are you? Why do you want to save me?"
"I'm also a fan of Tang Wu. You might know me; I am Senior Sister."
Netherworld God widened his eyes.
Everyone said that Senior Sister was disfigured, and thus she often wore a mask. But the girl before him was vibrant and fresh-looking; the skin on her face was smooth and tender, nowhere resembling that of someone disfigured.
Ignoring his scrutinizing gaze, Shi Mei spoke softly, "What you did was indeed gratifying to many, and many are applauding you. However, if you fall here because of this act, there will be no one like you to punish others who wrongful under Tang Wu's name in the future. Therefore, you must get out."
Netherworld God felt a thrill of pleasure at her words, but he was also afraid.
