Thinking of this, Ye Tian demanded sternly, "Who exactly are you? And why did you take Chen Die away?"
The young girl did not get angry when she saw his rage. She merely pulled a face at him, adorable beyond measure—though to Ye Tian, she was utterly detestable.
Just then, a crisp voice came from somewhere. "Senior Sister Jin, let's go. Why bother with him?"
Ye Tian could tell that it was a very young youth speaking. Startled, he said, "There's clearly no one there. Who is talking?"
However, the young girl seemed rather angry upon hearing the youth's words and snapped irritably, "None of your business! I told you to kill everyone you saw, but you refused. And now that bitch has been led here, leaving me to clean up after you." These words left Ye Tian beside her utterly dumbfounded. This woman is so vicious. She really is a demoness—a beautiful woman with a serpent's heart and a scorpion's sting.
Then he thought bitterly, This demoness is indeed in league with the ones who killed Chen Hu. But what is with that invisible youth? Is he some kind of ghost too?
As he thought, the young girl suddenly smiled sweetly at him. Then her figure drifted, and she vanished before Ye Tian's eyes.
Ye Tian only felt a cloying, secluded fragrance assault his senses. A flawless, fair palm suddenly appeared before his chest. Agonizing pain burst forth from there, and then heaven and earth began to spin violently.
The instant he fell, the youth's drifting voice sounded by his ear again. "Why go this far? Do you really need to be so ruthless with an ordinary mortal? Hurry up. We need to reach Mountain Village tonight and make preparations early."
In the silent woods, Ye Tian howled in