"A gift?! Perhaps!"
Xiao Ying spoke with a mocking edge. Then he felt there was little point in trading barbs. Besides, if Sister Shi called it a gift, she was not entirely wrong. Changing his tone, he asked directly, "May I ask what brings you here, Senior Shi?"
A gentleman did not stand beneath a crumbling wall. Knowing full well that his cultivation and strength fell short of Sister Shi's, and given his identity... Xiao Ying naturally wanted as little contact with her as possible!
Sister Shi approached with light, graceful steps, watching Xiao Ying with a smile that was not quite a smile. "Let us speak plainly! Surely you know why your big sister came, little brother? What do you have on you that might make me covet... that might arouse my curiosity?"
Xiao Ying's heart lurched. Feigning composure and puzzlement, he asked, "Oh? Then you had better spell it out, Senior Shi. I truly have no idea why you came, or what treasure I possess that merits your concern!"
"You have no idea?!"
Sister Shi... said, her voice turning cold, "You presume to speak as my equal? Few dare put on such airs before me, much less a paltry True Immortal cultivator like you!"
As she spoke, the primordial energy in the dim room stirred violently and abruptly pressed down on Xiao Ying. Like copper walls and iron ramparts, it imprisoned him, leaving him nowhere to dodge. The pressure nearly suffocated him, and a bone-piercing chill swept through him!
Already resorting to force?
Shocked, Xiao Ying lost his mental defenses...
His gaze froze. His consciousness seemed to be dragged into an endlessly deep pool... His eyes slowly reddened, and his awareness grew even more muddled!
Sister Shi smiled smugly... her breath washed over Xiao Ying's dazed face as