True Person Du'e's gaze settled on Liu Sui. The lustful greed that had lingered on his face vanished, replaced by cold stillness.
A human rogue cultivator like him, who had reached the seventh tier and hailed from Southern Shu, had long since tempered his disposition into stubborn iron. He weighed only gain and loss in his actions and stopped at nothing.
Though he appeared to treat Liu Sui lightly, he had never let the taut string in his heart slacken.
Liu Sui was also a seventh-tier sword cultivator. If she truly fought with everything she had, even victory would leave him grievously wounded. There was no chance of emerging unscathed.
What he needed most now was to preserve enough strength to face whatever upheaval might come next in the Northern Sky Prison-for Rogue Du'e, escaping this place was his only desire.
Thus, he had never intended to test her. He revealed his strongest weapon from the outset.
With the prison slave already lifted, freedom was within reach.
Southern Shu was vast. With his abilities, where could he not go?
As for fairies and celestial beauties, would they not all be his to pluck then?
How could he let those few ounces of flesh that governed his lower half-and the rest of his life-cloud his judgment, trapping himself in this sunless prison to squander his remaining years?
Besides, he had other calculations and concerns.
Gu Xing, the Third Prince of Azure Sea Lake, absolutely could not die by his hand.
This man held the rightful title of Crown Prince. Killing him would mean making an irreconcilable enemy of Azure Sea Lake.
And whether the Dragon Monarch would survive this Jianmu Assembly remained uncertain-if he lived to settle accounts, Du'e would be the first who could not escape.
Even the person behind