The man before her eyes, at first glance, seemed human.
But his every move was nothing like a person's.
His gaze cold, his very presence caused people to retreat a good distance.
Even these Yin Sha, who had killed more than ninety people, couldn't help but shrink in front of him, trembling with fear.
"It doesn't matter who he is, what's important is that he can help you. Isn't that right, Pride Corpse?"
Xin Lin quickly stepped in, seizing the moment — she had to clarify, who exactly was harming Silly Chu?
Gui Hu glanced at Xin Lin.
"No help there, they've killed too many, as soon as they leave this Yin Mansion, they'll be subdued by Taichang Temple, their souls will scatter to the winds."
Upon hearing this, Xin Lin almost spat blood.
Pride Corpse, do you even have any emotional intelligence? In a situation like this, you only have to act cool and nod knowingly, why mention Taichang Temple, why speak of souls scattering!
Can't you just let me bluff and swagger properly!
