If it weren't for her carelessness, mistaking the other for nothing more than a humble mortal and inadvertently falling for her trick, being wounded by the other's talisman paper.
She wouldn't have had to wait so long to seek revenge.
She couldn't figure out which great master had drawn that yellow talisman thrown at her that day, its power was so immense that not only did it burn her skin, but some force it carried remained, stubbornly hindering the healing of her wounds.
Could they be those hidden masters in the Capital?
Yu Jiaolan once heard her mother mention that there were several masters in the Capital capable of inflicting great harm upon them demons.
However, those few had minor connections with her mother and would turn a blind eye as long as she didn't go too far.
With this thought, as Yu Jiaolan looked at her wound, a shiver of fear took root deep within her heart, then dissipated, overwhelmed by a rising tide of hatred.