Yet just as Red Leaf's face filled with boundless yearning, a voice as calm as still water came from nowhere.
"Red Leaf, is the person you said was trapped... me?"
Light spun and gathered at incredible speed, finally forming a graceful, slender figure who nevertheless radiated dignity and nobility.
Rosalind appeared before everyone's eyes—beyond all expectation, yet somehow entirely unsurprising—standing directly before Red Leaf, immaculate, regal, and holy.
Upon seeing Rosalind appear, Yin Kuang and Lu Xialeng unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, enemies of a certain caliber ought to be faced by heroes of the same caliber. "Killing monsters above one's level" was never as easy to do as novels made it sound.
Lu Xialeng looked at Red Leaf with mixed emotions. At first, she had believed that she had truly defeated Red Leaf through her own strength. But now it seemed that, for some unknown reason, Red Leaf had not been in such a hurry to take possession of her body.
When Red Leaf saw Rosalind, she showed none of the surprise, anger, resentment, or other emotions everyone had expected. Her face was instead unusually calm.
"Just as I thought. I knew it wouldn't be so easy to trap you. It seems we were destined to face each other and settle who is superior." The nine Red Leafs merely sighed softly, a trace of desolation in their voices.
Rosalind smiled faintly. "Long time no see, Red Leaf."
"We meet again, Rosalind..."
It sounded like an utterly ordinary greeting between old acquaintances.
The two women—both shrouded in legend—quietly faced each other. They seemed like strangers, yet also like twin sisters.
Perhaps some unforgettable story had once unfolded between these two women?
The thought flashed through Yin Kuang's mind, but he immediately focused on them. Whatever story they