Su Yuniang saw that they were stunned and breathed a sigh of relief.
This was the most optimal solution.
This Three Flowers of hers carried the thick aura of the No-Life Sect, and she was shouldering the blame of the No-Life Sect!
If she didn't want to be executed as an evil cultist, what should she do?
Most people wouldn't think of a way to survive, but Su Yuniang's thinking was agile, and she thought of the only way to survive:
"Say that the princess in front of you is also an evil cult, still our Mother of No-Life."
At this point, regardless of whether the princess believed it or not, she wouldn't dare to call for help.
She thought she wasn't.
But what if?
Suddenly, a transmigrator from over two hundred thousand years in the future claiming to be the future Mother of No-Life would have to weigh the gravity of such a claim.
If it were true, not only would this Three Flowers be executed, but she herself would be too.
She couldn't afford to gamble and didn't dare to shout.
