Hashimoto Ai recovered from her shock, suddenly feeling as though her heart had turned to ashes.
Gazing at Shen Zhou, she felt as if she was looking at an insurmountable mountain, as though she could never surpass him in this lifetime, in ten lifetimes, or even in a hundred lifetimes. But when she thought about her grandmother's instructions and the life-and-death situation of the Corpse Concealment Sect, she couldn't help but raise her hand...
And touched the small bottle tucked inside her collar.
It seemed!!
She would have to release the Golden Soul Bug, the ace up her sleeve, her magic weapon. Only by using it to summon that peerless master could she confront Shen Zhou.
Step by step, she walked over.
Meanwhile, behind her, Hei Dalong also stumbled out.
He had somehow found a set of clothes to put on and was limping alongside Hashimoto Ai, glaring bitterly at Shen Zhou and murmuring low, "Miss Hashimoto Ai, you really misunderstood me..."