"Ah ha? What a backward, primitive mode of civilization!" Ashmier stood on the streets of the Dragon Mountain Imperial Capital, clasping her hands behind her back as she gently shook her head with a sigh. Dressed in a brand-new, magnificent noblewoman's robe and carrying the fresh fragrance of a recent bath, she felt utterly refreshed and in high spirits as she let out a deep breath.
At her side followed over thirty hell female warriors clad as guards. Certain crucial parts of Ashmier's Burial Ground had been damaged, leaving her maidservants no choice but to appear in the forms of skeletal monsters. Needless to say, if maids who looked like that appeared in the surface world, the sharp-nosed Church would immediately send them to the stake.
So Ashmier had latched onto the Nether God Hall and extorted what little energy he had left, using it to create over thirty hell female warriors with slender figures and lovely faces—ones who met Ashmier's standards of "having noble blood and noble bearing"—to serve as her maids.
A small storage pouch stuffed with gold coins and gold notes dangled arrogantly from her little finger. Like some spoiled young master who bullied men and tyrannized women, Ashmier swaggered down the very center of the Dragon Mountain Imperial Capital's main street, swaying every three steps. Countless imperial palace spies and Security Office Copper Hats followed her from near and far. Acting on Lin Qi's decree, they trembled as they drove all the freaks and scoundrels of the streets far away.
This was an old monster even Lin Qi could not afford to provoke. Better not let any unlucky fools bent on courting death disturb her. Lin Qi had no desire to see skeletal monsters laying siege to his imperial capital in broad daylight. That would be