The red spider lily instinctively took a step back, her pupils trembling uncontrollably.
Bai Yanren had returned.
This meant the ten-year period had ended, the day of the Nine Prisons' collapse was approaching, and the grand curtain was about to rise...
A whiff of blood-scented wind swept past the bridge, blowing her long hair and swirling away.
"Bai Yanren, how could you become like this?"
She swallowed, finally steadying her mind.
The person in front of her was completely different from the one ten years ago. The gentle demeanor like water had vanished without a trace. At this moment, he was... chilling.
"Give it to me."
Bai Yanren extended his hand; the excessively slender and pale fingers oddly exhibited an absurd beauty.
"Impossible!" The red spider lily refused him without hesitation.
Bai Yanren looked up into her eyes, the madness in his left eye and the calm in his right made the red spider lily instinctively want to avoid his gaze.
