If the person before her really could save her, then it was not as though she could not agree to her conditions, but...
"How am I supposed to believe you? Empty words prove nothing. Unless you can prove to me right now that you can resolve the problem with my constitution," Dai Mingyue said.
Hearing this, Xue Fuyao thought for a moment, then a snow-white butterfly appeared on her hand.
The butterfly fluttered its graceful, beautiful wings and flew over to Dai Mingyue.
As she looked at the butterfly before her, noticeably larger than an ordinary butterfly, a trace of fear somehow arose in Dai Mingyue's heart-fear without any cause. She wanted to turn and flee, only to find that something seemed to have pinned her body in place, leaving her unable to move.
She simply stared fixedly at the white butterfly, which looked like a monarch gazing down upon a subject.
The butterfly slowly descended, landing squarely on Dai Mingyue's forehead.
At that moment, the terror in Dai Mingyue's heart reached its peak, but she still could do nothing. She could not struggle or even scream, and could only watch helplessly as the butterfly pierced her forehead with its coiled proboscis and plunged it into her body. Immediately afterward, she felt something being sucked out of her.
This unknown sensation brought the fear in Dai Mingyue's heart to its utmost limit.
After an unknown length of time, the butterfly fluttered its wings and left Dai Mingyue's forehead. Its once snow-white wings and body now looked as though they were covered in a layer of dust.
Only then did Dai Mingyue lose all her strength like a limp, bedridden patient and collapse onto the ground, letting the filth in the marsh soil her body. She simply gasped for breath as