Flower Lady knew very well that the more she thought about stalling, the deeper she had to get into character, and she absolutely could not wear her true intentions on her face. Therefore, she struck the most dignified and poised posture, putting on a heavy air of "trying her utmost to maintain her bearing" yet showing reluctance, just like a proud loser who, while maintaining her sole remaining dignity, sought to find a comforting excuse for herself. I want to know, just when did you start plotting against us? She consciously felt she had done quite well, but Yu Ci did not respond to her; instead, he wore an expression of "what a pity." Flower Lady suddenly felt a great sense of foreboding, and then her body involuntarily bent forward. Behind her, Ghost Yan clasped iron-pincer-like palms onto her head. In front of her, Yu Ci cast aside his mask of politeness and spoke coldly, "Perhaps we can dispense with the lack of sincerity? Or do you feel it is better if we extract it ourselves?" ...What do you want me to say? "Actually, I have already heard of your esteemed cult, and I quite admire the Bodhisattva's civilizing of all spirits in the southwestern wilderness." He really did know of her cult's existence! Flower Lady's thoughts churned, knowing that the Black Heaven Cult was nothing much and that winds were gradually stirring in the Southern Lands now, yet as someone who had been entangled with the cult's plans for over twenty years, what Yu Ci knew was perhaps not as superficial as what circulated outside. Sure enough, Yu Ci's next sentence bared his sharp edge: "However, the ways of the world are unpredictable, and you and I are always inextricably linked with your esteemed cult. Regardless of which side
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