"Come on, let me try."
Old Luwei appeared quite casual. Unlike most of the Kings that the Queen had encountered, he was a Miracle Entity of profound hidden strength, so his senior sister didn't know exactly how much potential he could endure.
"Now, draw your sword," his senior sister's voice came from in front of Old Luwei: "Strike me."
"Hmm?"
Old Luwei paused for a moment, his gaze trembling slightly, and then a smile appeared: "So that's what this is?"
His senior sister disappeared, and in her place, standing in front of Old Luwei was someone he was very familiar with—one of his fellow disciples whom Bailuo had previously encountered, Li Xue Shanxianzhai.
"My curse."
Old Luwei slowly drew his sword: "From beginning to end, it was you all."
"What's the matter?"
In Bailuo's line of sight, Old Luwei just exchanged a glance with his senior sister and then there was no more movement, even Bailuo as the Master of Miracles couldn't discern Old Luwei's current state.
