"Who knows, I'm not close to them either. Among Piao Changji's women, there's quite a number who aren't too bright." Xiao Li whispered in my ear softly, "Wasn't Piao Changji stabbed to death by you? A few of his women actually crashed into the pillar on the spot in a fit of passion."
"Uh...??? I thought to myself, there's got to be something wrong with their heads. He's short, ugly, and a perverted bastard spirit with a history of domestic abuse, yet someone still pines for him to the point of suicide?"
Now that he's dead, those women he imprisoned should be rescued. Shouldn't they be setting off firecrackers to celebrate?
The entire city was eerily quiet, with some regular folks hiding indoors.
Most of the Soft-shelled Turtle Spirits were bitten to death by Yu Longting's venomous snakes, their bodies flipping over with the tortoise shells scattered all around, blood seeping into the yellow soil.
This time and place bore the appearance of an Asura City.
