Before truly facing off against Duanmu Huai, the blonde woman had been brimming with confidence.
In her eyes, the worst he could do was kill her. What was there to fear?
But... cut off her limbs, stuff a gag in her mouth, and carry her away?
Could a human really come up with that?!
Just imagining such a scene made the blonde woman shudder.
What was more, Duanmu Huai had actually hit upon her weakness-----she could revive through any of her countless descendants by blood, but she had only one soul!
If this body did not die, she truly had no way to be reborn in someone else!
Should she just kill herself and run away now?
But was she really going to run?
If she died just like this, the blonde woman was still unwilling to accept it. She had spent so long laying out her plans. Yet now, she had been forced into a corner by her opponent and could not even make a move. Not one of the schemes she had believed would let her subdue Duanmu Huai had been used---he simply did not care about her threats!
That left the blonde woman somewhat unable to let go.
After all, she had been planning this for hundreds, even thousands, of years!
Reincarnating again and again and laying out her plans had all been for this day. She had believed her schemes were flawless. She had even imagined countless times how desperate Duanmu Huai would become, and how pathetically he would fall before her. Yet all of that had now turned into bubbles---no matter how masterful your chess skills were, your opponent still had to be willing to play.
If they did not want to play chess at all and only wanted to smash your dog head with