"Who are you really?"
Shi Lin, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, finally managed to speak. Even though she was severely injured, her gaze was icy cold.
"Heh heh!"
Chen Xuan chuckled lightly, "Thank you. If it weren't for your actions, this Spiritual Liquid is so cunning, I might have really struggled to find it!"
Indeed, she had done a great job; otherwise, even the Spirit Summoning Technique might not have been able to attract the Spiritual Liquid.
"You..."
"Pfft!"
Enraged, Shi Lin spat out another mouthful of blood, her face ashen and her aura languishing.
"Enough. If you don't want to die, stop talking."
Chen Xuan said with a smile, kindly advising her.
"Who are you really?"
But Shi Lin ignored him, stubbornly asking again.
She wanted to confirm the suspicion in her heart.
If it's true... she'll be willing to die for it.
"Jiang Tian, who else could it be?"
"It's just that you high-and-mighty Royal Family... I am quite dissatisfied!"
