"Not looking at anything, is being hot not okay? If you're not satisfied, you can search me."
Upon hearing the word "search," the Demon Race cultivator shivered and even took a step back. Seeing indeed that there was nothing hidden in that pervert's clothes, he let it go.
"Go!"
After speaking, he ignored Zhang Ze and told them to leave quickly.
Lily watched Zhang Ze as they walked. Honestly, she didn't see how the cleaver disappeared.
The cloak was just flung, and the cleaver vanished right beneath her eyes.
Magical.
But this curiosity about the cleaver was soon replaced by another emotion.
Anger.
Even knowing this was within the Illusion Realm, just a small segment of history, a fact lost in the past.
Still, she was angry.
Little Jin River town was massacred.
Massacred by these Demon Race.
After that Golden Core who captured Zhang Ze and the others left Little Jin River town, it wasn't the Rebel Army that attacked here, but rather Demons from who knows where.
