Ding Lianshun stood protectively beside Yin Xianzi, who carefully bent down to probe the object she had wrapped with her whip.
"So it's him!" Yin Xianzi was furious and said, "It's that male sorcerer!"
"Huh?" Ding Lianshun was startled and said, "Wasn't that male sorcerer dead?"
"This is his corpse!" Yin Xianzi frowned deeply and said in a low voice, "This woman is too cunning. She must have quietly poured the color-changing liquid onto the male sorcerer while we weren't paying attention. Then she brought this male sorcerer over. When I struck, she threw the male sorcerer over, making me mistakenly think I had caught her, but it was her trick!"
Ding Lianshun's face turned even colder. The strength of this female sorcerer had already exceeded their expectations, and now her tactics were this devious. This next hour would be terribly trying indeed!
