Was this fucking White Madam?
What the hell!
Was she really haunting him so relentlessly, so "tirelessly pursuing" him?
Su Changsheng grumbled inwardly.
Suppressing his shock, he studied her carefully for a while longer, then felt slightly relieved.
No, she merely looked similar.
The demoness before him bore a slight resemblance to White Madam, but on closer inspection, there were quite a few differences between them.
For instance, this female wild yao was only a second-level half-demon. Although she ranked among the strongest in that tiny wild yao village, she was still worlds apart from the real White Madam.
For instance, she was very short, only about two meters tall, and dingy gray all over. Scars covered her body, and her skin was dull and lusterless. One glance showed she had weathered many hardships.
Her chest was flat, too, her figure slight and timid.
She possessed none of White Madam's domineering air or composure, much less that bearing of daring to stand equal to heaven.
For instance, she had a snake tail, whereas White Madam had a completely human body. The latter was far more regal and magnificent; the former could not remotely compare to her noble air.
Their dispositions were far too different.
The difference between an empress and a beggar.
"Thank goodness it wasn't her."
"She nearly scared me to fucking death!"
Su Changsheng took a deep breath. Honestly, even now, his tail still felt somewhat weak.
Although he was a powerful eighth-level yao, already an outstanding member of the Demon Race, he still felt lingering dread when faced with an existence like White Madam.
Even if he occasionally discussed the great matters of yao life with White Madam in his midnight dreams, if he truly encountered her in reality, he had better find a way to get