Traitor (Part 5)

"I've killed many people from the Astral Demoniaco Sect, who knows which one you're talking about. But..." Kenny Lin suddenly changed the direction of his words, "If you're talking about the Sweet Cherry City Disaster Zone, there was indeed one."

"The voice sounds like a woman's, but who knows if beneath that black robe lies the body of a shemale. How would I know if you ask me if it's a woman?"

Kenny Lin tilted his head, exuding wickedness, resembling more of a demonic cultivator than the figure in the black robe.

Amalia lightly nudged his waist with her elbow and whispered, "Can't you speak properly?"

In such a hurry, afraid others won't know that you have a dark-type spiritual vein?

"Fine," Kenny Lin immediately responded.

"My concubine, it turns out you killed her," the figure chuckled slowly, his laughter quickly condensing into a murderous intent.