"How much longer do I need to wait?"
An annoyed, commanding voice sounded through Xie Wanshou's office.
"If not for a young master taking a fancy to you, you would have been dead already."
The man warned.
"..."
Xie Wanshou didn't argue—she knew she was powerless before him. She wanted to complain;
She was caught between a rock and a hard place. But seeing that the man before her was just another Spirit Severing cultivator, she knew it was wiser to comply with Bai Zihan.
After all, the person called Zou Shiji seemed to have the same strength as the two who had been sent as her watchdogs.
(It looked like they were still unaware that those two were already dead.)
"They should be arriving soon. I didn't expect them to take so long to destroy a middle clan—perhaps they're dawdling?"
She lied.
Zou Shiji had come because the two bodyguards—more like watchdogs—sent to Xie Wanshou had stopped sending reports.
