Zhang Shuhui froze.
She had only wanted to scare him, but that shout startled her so badly that the cleaver in her hand nearly landed on her instep.
Jiang You's pupils contracted. The instant the woman reopened her eyes just now—
She keenly noticed a golden ring of light flash across the woman's pupils.
What was that?
Jiang You watched the woman without showing any reaction. After that instant, the ring of golden light vanished.
The woman looked helplessly at the two people before her and had just begun to relax.
Then she heard the especially pale woman speak.
"Zhang Shuhui, cut her down."
Although Zhang Shuhui did not understand why things had suddenly changed, she never delayed carrying out Jiang You's orders.
She immediately raised both butcher's knives and swung them down.
"Meat thief! The sooner you die and reincarnate, the better!"
"Imperial Father, save me!!"
The woman shouted again.
This time—
Jiang You kept her eyes fixed on the woman and, sure enough, noticed another ring of light flash past the edge of her pupils.
Every time she shouted like that, the golden light flickered once.
Yet when Zhang Shuhui's butcher's knife came down, it passed straight through the woman's body as if she were air.
She widened her eyes in disbelief and stabbed several more times.
Each time, the butcher's knife passed straight through the woman's body without meeting the slightest resistance.
It was as if it had pierced through air.
On this quiet moonlit night, Zhang Shuhui, who had always been known as a little furnace, suddenly felt a chill.
After standing there in a daze for several seconds—
A scream tore through the night sky.
"Ahhh!! Cult Master, she doesn't have a body!!!!!"
"My lord, she, she, she!! She's a female ghost!!"
"A ghost!!!"
Zhang