Inside the private room, only Xu Zhiyin and Luo Shuqing remained.
Luo Shuqing gently shook Xu Zhiyin's arm, her voice laced with anxiety:
"What should I do?"
"What should you do...? What else *can* you do?"
Xu Zhiyin shot her a glare, frustrated with her lack of resolve:
"That's the Demon Evil God. Do you have any idea how many people he killed on his trip to the Northern Domain?
"The rivers ran red with blood, and the bodies piled high as mountains!
"He's probably killed more people than you've ever met in your entire life.
"Since he's clearly ignoring you, why are you still chasing after him so eagerly? Aren't you afraid he'll get angry and kill you with a single palm strike?"
"Ah?"
Luo Shuqing jumped in fright and subconsciously touched her own head:
"W-Would he?"
"...Probably not. Although he's killed countless people, they were all trying to kill him. He's never actively killed an innocent person."
Xu Zhiyin shook her head gently:
