Enemy

Two years later.

"Seeing it with your own eyes doesn't necessarily make it true."

The woman who had stepped out through the pass's gates gave a cold laugh.

Her phoenix eyes turned icy.

She glanced at the attendant serving at her side. "Are you certain? Back then, one strike of my ring pierced through his chest. I sensed that he had died, yet who would have thought that some unknown divine ability of his would shave away half a tenth of my cultivation, forcing me to spend all this time returning to my peak."

"And you're telling me that after two years, he is still alive and kicking?"

"This servant would not dare speak recklessly."

"That is indeed what the people we sent reported. This servant also went to see for himself. Not only is that man alive, he even opened a pharmacy. His business is thriving, and he is famous far and wide."

The attendant hurriedly reported this and took out a recording stone.

The woman picked up the recording stone and swept it with her divine sense, imprinting the figure within into her sea of consciousness.

Crack.

The recording stone shattered into powder.

Gongsun Wan flew into a rage. "The audacity! He ruined my great plan, and he still dares cling to life!"

The very mention of the matter set her blazing with fury. The scheme had originally been executed flawlessly, with Xiong Ran and the Xiong family vouching for it. It should have been watertight. Not only would she have earned a commission then, she would also have received a share of those two hundred million high-grade Spirit Stones.

And now? In the end, it had all been like drawing water with a bamboo basket—nothing but emptiness.

Not only had she failed to receive any Spirit Stones,