Madam Zhao immediately understood, and seeing my flickering gaze, she comforted me, "I can see that you and Zhao Sihai aren't on the same side. If you don't retrieve the Colored Glaze Immortal Vase, this entire painting will be burned today."
"Well, I might be more like you," I mumbled underwater, puffing fish gills.
At least, in the matter of Zhao Zheng, Madam Zhao and I share the same goal.
It's just that she wanted to do it, but I already did it.
Through the half-evaporated water surface of the vat, I could see the fire being quickly extinguished.
The water temperature also dropped, so it should be safe outside now.
Madam Zhao and I poked our heads out of the water.
"Wh...what kind of demon?" a girl's sharp voice reached my ears.
A closer look revealed it was none other than Bai Zanhe, from the Four Great Protectors forced to follow Old Zhao with Ten Thousand Poison Hall.
