She wanted to live.
She even wavered, considering seeking out those powerful factions.
Of course, it hadn't come to that yet.
More importantly, she understood, how many Spirit Stones could those powerful factions provide her after they got what they needed?
A hundred pieces? Or more.
Even though it would be enough, she was still unwilling to let those powerful factions benefit.
Unwilling indeed.
The Scar-faced Ghost continued narrating, talking about guessing someone's identity, blocking the way, and being invited in.
Quickly, he mentioned joining Little Knife Studio.
When it came to the other party's demands, he had no choice but to hand over the Ten Souls Banner.
"Ha-ha!" The Fire Woman laughed, "Fool, don't you know the faces of those powerful factions? You dare hand it over?"
Foolish indeed, but you've become a lackey, you can't afford to offend people too much, ha-ha, just wait, you'll be used to death.
