Even breathing seemed to produce an echo.
It's been only a few days since we met, with even less communication. But the sudden absence of Su He's chatter was somehow uncomfortable.
The mighty Immortal Sovereign couldn't help but feel an inexplicable anxiety rising from the bottom of her heart.
Not understanding the source of her restlessness, she unconsciously fidgeted with her legs, only calming down when she heard footsteps coming from the Netherworld Passage.
Looking up, with the clamor of the Netherworld Passage, Su He emerged with a blush of embarrassment on her face, holding a blade in her hand. Her clothing was slightly disheveled, as if she had been in a scuffle.
Could it be the Western Thunder King behind the Netherworld Passage? Had they come to blows?
Tan Tai's expression cooled, but was promptly stopped by Su He: "Don't move! We're short on time, let me cut you with this blade!"
What wild and ferocious words!
