Xin Huohuo hadn't even processed what was happening.
Bai Qi snorted. "You really don't know a good thing when you see it, girl. That Demon Lord has sharp eyes, though. He took Ye Ling, and of course he took the rope too. Luckily, he was smart enough to know it was one of King Yama's magical artifacts and returned it last night."
'It's actually a magical artifact! And a magical artifact belonging to that old man who controls life and death in Heaven and on Earth!'
"You scared me to death! I thought I'd messed up horribly again!" Xin Huohuo said, pinching Bai Qi's arm in frustration.
This was Bai Wuchang's true form, which was equivalent to a physical body in the mortal realm, complete with all five senses. Since Xin Huohuo had pinched him hard, the pain made him suck in several sharp breaths.
"Are you trying to murder your own brother?!" he exclaimed, glaring as he rubbed his upper arm.
