For Huan Yan, her bargain-bin disciple, Pink Haired Girl's assessment was that she had a tough personality. Even when facing that kind of hellish mental training where she might die hundreds or thousands of times in a single day, she had not uttered a single complaint.
As for her assessment of this bargain-bin master of hers, Huan Yan had only one emotion she wanted to express.
...The other party fucking never gave her a chance to complain!!
She really wanted to speak up for herself, but with her consciousness linked to the game, she could not even say a single word... What the hell was an Epic Grade pitfall?
...Could that even be called mental toughness!? She fucking could not complain even if she wanted to!!
On top of that, this bargain-bin master often maliciously teamed up with her just to screw her over, causing her to be beaten to death several times. After finally escaping that boundless sea of suffering, the only thought left in Huan Yan's mind was to murder her master.
Mm... How very respectful of one's master.
Unfortunately, compared to the Yin Emperor of the past, she was far too inexperienced now. Pink Haired Girl merely snapped her fingers lightly, and she collapsed limply.
"After undergoing that kind of hellish special training, it's perfectly normal to develop a few mental problems. She just needs to rest a little."
Turning toward Bai Zhi, Pink Haired Girl gave a solemn explanation.
"Just now, she may have mistaken me for one of the monsters in the game. The boundary between reality and illusion has become blurred. For people like us who manipulate dreams, that's a very dangerous thing. You'll need to properly guide her later."
Bai Zhi: "..."
...I don't think that's the problem.
"Then we'll be leaving?"
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