Qian Xunji smiled. "As long as you take action and prove to me that you aren't a rat wallowing in the same filth as the Clear Sky Sect, I'll let you live today."
"Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to let this poor rabbit and your inherently evil self perish here today."
Suspended in midair with a golden halo loosely clasped around her neck, Xiao Wu initially went rigid with fright, even her rabbit ears standing straight up.
But two seconds later, she blinked her big eyes twice and discovered that the golden soul power around her neck wasn't squeezing her at all. Instead, it felt pleasantly warm,
and there was even a lifting force firmly supporting her lower back and the soles of her feet, so hanging in the air wasn't tiring in the slightest.
Her eyes darted about. She glanced down at the bedraggled Tang San and immediately understood.
His Holiness the Pope had no intention of killing her whatsoever. He had simply brought her out as a prop, putting on a show to toy with Tang San!
Just as Xiao Wu was considering whether she ought to cooperate by making a pained expression, Qian Xunji's voice rang directly inside her mind:
"Cry."
Upon receiving the order, Xiao Wu didn't hesitate for even half a second. She summoned her emotions faster than turning a page.
She grabbed the ring of golden light around her neck with both hands and kicked frantically in midair. Tears came on command, and she threw back her head and wailed:
"Aaaah! Boohoohoo... It hurts so much!"
"Is Xiao Wu going to die? Boohoo, help..."
Her shrill cries echoed above the empty square. Anyone who didn't know the truth would genuinely have thought her neck was about to be crushed.
On the ground, Tang