"Please, Master Lin, considering that I helped you in the past, save me this time."
The woman clung to Lin Hai's chest like an octopus, unwilling to let go, her eyes and tone full of pleading.
"I'm curious, didn't the Demon Young Master arrange something for you? Why are you here?"
Lin Hai squinted his eyes and asked.
The woman in front of him was an old acquaintance of Lin Hai's. The first woman he encountered when he entered Yanjing was her—Abalone Spirit, no, ahem, Bao Yujing.
"I..."
"You're not going to talk, right?" Lin Hai saw her hesitance and snorted coldly, preparing to push her away.
"Don't, Master Lin, please, don't leave me, or they definitely won't let me go."
Bao Yujing was instantly desperate to the extreme.
"I'll give you one last chance; the Demon Young Master wouldn't do things unreliably." Lin Hai asked.
