Fear

Zhu An'an had diverted the blame to the Ghost Spirit Sect! 

What a wonderful plan! 

Jiang Ming glanced at Zhu An'an with admiration and ruffled her hair. 

"My little girl has finally grown up. You're a cunning little fox now. Not bad!" 

Zhu An'an chuckled. In front of others, she was a little devil. Only in front of Jiang Ming did she pretend to be innocent. 

Unfortunately, her plan did not have much of an effect. 

"What a coincidence. This time, we've come to eliminate Ning Caichen and capture you alive… Although the young master is already dead, it's fine as long as you're still around. After all, your physique is special and is only suitable to be the Ghost Spirit Sect's cultivation furnace!" 

Zhu An'an's innocent smile froze and turned vicious.