Mysterious Cult?

"Ah-choo!"

Li Jiayu sneezed without the slightest hint of ladylike grace. She raised an index finger to rub the tip of her nose, and only lowered her little hand after both sides of her nose had turned red and the urge to sneeze had finally faded.

Her white willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly. With her level of strength, there was no way she would catch some minor illness like a cold or fever. Unless she had been seriously injured, like the last time Red Queen had kicked her flying...

Li Jiayu shook her head, burying those unbearable memories deep within her mind. She sniffed a few more times before feeling much better.

Li Jiayu did not know that those "straight-guy movements" of hers looked exceedingly cute in certain people's eyes. Even Ling Shaoping, blooming amid bloody flowers, grew even more excited!

The skin around her slightly wrinkled nose made her look like an angry kitten. Ling Shaoping's heart pounded fiercely as he emerged from his half-mistified state ahead of time.

A mage inheritor of no low rank seized the opportunity and hurled an explosive fireball at Ling Shaoping!

With a boom, the fireball devoured the black mist and swiftly enveloped Ling Shaoping!

"Run! Run now! Go expose this white-haired witch's true face to the military!"

"That's right! She's a demon! A spy sent by the insect race!"

Everyone's nerves had been stretched to the breaking point, and their thoughts had long since become a tangled mess. They were at their most susceptible to being led along. At once, all kinds of words that could not stand up to scrutiny poured from their mouths.

The smart ones had already lowered their heads and fled, wishing their parents had given them two more legs. Those idiots stirred up by the mage's emotions were