"Come on, I told you not to get so worked up!"
"Straw Cloak is certain to die tonight!"
"If Wei Zhuang can't kill him, wouldn't all the time he's spent practicing the Sword Control Technique I gave him have been wasted?!"
Pfft...!
Hearing Qing Mo speak behind her, Tide Enchantress, whose face was still covered in an alluring rosy flush, deftly settled back into his lap and leaned against his chest again!
"Mmm...! Master! Apart from becoming your sex slave, this is the happiest, most delightful day of my life!"
"To think that Moonlit Straw Cloak, who shared my fame as one of the Four Fierce Generals of Nightfall, would be nailed to a tree by Ghost Valley's second disciple in such a ridiculous fashion!"
"I'm sure Ji Wuye never imagined that one of his trusted generals would die such a mysterious death!"
"All the Hundred Birds members who accompanied Straw Cloak to capture Tian Ze alive died in that forest too. Not one escaped to report back. With everyone dead, there's no one left to testify!"
"I can hardly wait to see Ji Wuye's face, furious yet utterly helpless!"
Leaning against Qing Mo, Tide Enchantress tilted up her beautiful, flushed face and breathed orchid-scented whispers toward his handsome features. That strange bulge appeared again on her flat, firm belly...!
"This will probably be the last time I help Han Fei in Han State!"
"I wasn't particularly inclined to help him this time, but Zi Nu is his friend, and she asked me herself!"
"Honestly, even without me, Han Fei and Wei Zhuang would most likely be able to deal with Ji Wuye and the others!"
At Qing Mo's words, Tide Enchantress, whose fair belly was being pushed upward, gently shook her head. A look of disagreement appeared on her