Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-One
"Then, what about the Bai Witch Sect? Could they also be very powerful?" Long Xiaoshan thought of a question.
Lan Wan'er tilted her head and said, "Almost, I guess. The Miao Frontier's Black Witch and Bai Witch have been fighting for so many years. If one side was weaker, they would have been wiped out a long time ago, so they must be roughly equal in strength."
Long Xiaoshan was full of black lines in his head.
He thought he had picked up a beauty for nothing but ended up picking up a big trouble instead—a Black Witch Sect Saintess was headache enough.
Now there was a Bai Witch Sect Saintess. Did they want him to die faster?
Even if he was exceptional, he couldn't possibly offend the two largest powers in the Miao Frontier consecutively.
If Lan Wan'er hadn't acted mischievously and deliberately provoked Hua Die, he wouldn't have ended up making her his handmaiden.
