Qing Lian kept nodding like a little follower.
"Big Sister is absolutely right."
Hong Zhuang turned to look at her and giggled. "Little bootlicker, all you know is how to make Big Sister happy."
"But you're still better than those people."
"For example, you're better than Zhe Kui, who took the initiative to create the Nameless Void. I still don't know what that bastard is plotting. It definitely isn't anything good."
"He probably never imagined that the two of us sisters were hiding inside the Bone Boat and Flesh Pill, while also using Qiongqi's body as cover."
"When Qiongqi first came out, I sensed the aura of immortal arts. Although that aura was extremely weak, it was still the work of a Heavenly God."
"I imagine Zhe Kui was fighting the Heavenly God and wanted to use us as scapegoats. As if it could be that easy."
As she spoke, the red-clad, barefoot woman walked toward Qiongqi.
Qiongqi, a sovereign, had curled itself into a ball. It cursed its body for being too large; otherwise, it would probably have squeezed itself into some nearby corner.
Where was the dignity of a sovereign now? It looked more like a helpless kitten, not even daring to glance directly at the red-clad woman.
"Come to think of it, we still owe this beast a favor. Little Sister, what do you think we should do?"
Qing Lian lowered her head and said weakly, "Qing Lian doesn't know, but Qing Lian knows that whatever Big Sister comes up with will definitely be the best."
Hong Zhuang covered her mouth and giggled. "You really know how to make Big Sister happy. I didn't keep you by my side all these years for nothing."
"How about this?"
"To leave Yanfu, we have no choice but to make