"Then what?" Zi Zhen said blandly.
"Perhaps he is our chance to survive..." Kun Tianshen frowned and spoke in a low voice.
"Survive? We came here to investigate a case," Zi Zhen said.
"You? Sigh! Rotten wood cannot be carved." Seeing that he could not count on her, Kun Tianshen's headache only worsened. He could only say, "Just stick close to me and don't run around. If anything happens, I can protect you! I'm no pushover!"
"Then I thank you," Zi Zhen said.
"No need to thank me." Kun Tianshen looked utterly serious, genuinely taking her words as gratitude. He even sighed. "I was the one who brought you out of the Divine Tomb Seat. Your life and death are my responsibility!"
Seeing his solemn, tragic expression, Zi Zhen could only hold back her laughter.
How should one evaluate Kun Tianshen?
At any rate, by now, Zi Zhen could no longer be bothered to dislike him.
While they were whispering, the higher-ups from both sides had more or less exchanged greetings.
The City Lord of Guiyin Realm City even introduced an important figure to Si Fangyin.
It was a woman dressed in a mysterious black gown. Her long hair curled around her shoulders, her eye shadow ran deep, and her figure was scorching. She clearly possessed a coquettish body of countless charms, yet her face was cold and judgmental. Her left and right Primordial Chaos pupils resembled Yue Li Lian's somewhat—both were crescent-shaped, except hers were black.
The two great black moons upon her face made this alluring yet frigid woman seem even more imposing. Yet beneath that majesty, her criminally seductive figure seemed to hint at a wildness in her movements, creating a contradictory sensation of authority and temptation—look up at her and one felt awe; look down and