"We… We really didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive us, Lord Alien Flame." The green-robed male cultivator was so nervous that his tongue was knotted and his words were dry.
Seeing his cowardly look, the Ice Flame of the Nether World couldn't help feeling a bit bored.
"Alright, alright, I'll spare your lives this time. If you sneak around again, I'll turn you into braised brats!"
After saying that, the Ice Flame of the Nether World floated back above its master's head again.
Lu Zijia: "…" There really was a nest of strange flames above her head!
"Thank you for being magnanimous, Lord Alien Flame." Not only were the green-robed male cultivator and the others not displeased after being threatened and warned, they even showed gratitude.
Lu Zijia, who saw their reactions, couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth and thinking to herself, "Are these people all unconsciously masochists?"
