Meanwhile, by the lakeside over a thousand meters from the ancient pine, Yang Li shook her head and climbed to her feet. Then she felt the burning pain on her face and screamed, "Who slapped me? Who was it?"
Roaring, she looked around again—then froze in utter confusion. Hadn't she just been beneath the ancient pine?
After Old He had slapped her flying, she had been sent soaring away and passed out on the spot. She only came to now, but she was completely bewildered. The team members scattered unconscious around her still had yet to wake up.
Just then, a rustling sound arose...
Then Granny Kui's figure slowly emerged. She replied flatly, "I slapped you. Is there a problem?"
Boom...
As the words fell, Granny Kui's terrifying Emperor Martial Stage aura bore down on Yang Li, crushing her flat to the ground. Her entire body crackled incessantly, yet Yang Li still forced out the question, "Who exactly are you? Why did you slap me?"
Even now, Yang Li was utterly baffled and had no idea what was going on.
She had clearly only gone after that one-armed brat—so how had she provoked this old woman instead?
"Because we were peacefully watching a game of chess. Why were you blindly stirring up trouble?" Granny Kui's voice was icy.
Yang Li nearly spat blood at once. What was there to watch in that lousy chess game Sikong Jing had played? Why would an expert like her care about something like that?
Even now, she had no idea just how brilliant that match had been.
Granny Kui did not care what Yang Li was thinking. Staring at her, she said evenly, "Now, I have a question for you. As long as you answer truthfully, I'll spare your life."
Yang Li, who was