A peculiar expression passed over the face of the White Infernal.
He, who was always ethereal, cool and emotionless, now was showing an amused expression on his pale face. It was laughably out of character.
A faint smile surfaced in Qin Ruan's chilly gaze.
She nodded at the White Infernal and said: "Thank you, Mr. Bai."
"Ms. Qin is too polite." The White Infernal promptly bowed.
The fearful White Lord, the terror of many, was extraordinarily respectful in front of Qin Ruan.
Both Daoist Master Wu and Li Manning at a distance were flabbergasted.
This was the White Infernal, the White Lord, who ruled over countless wandering spirits in the Netherworld, a dreaded existence to the departed.
The White Infernal straightened his back, his chilling gaze sweeping over the two wandering spirits, Daoist Master Wu and Li Manning.
His tone turning frosty again, he said: "Ms. Qin, I will take these two puppet souls now."
"Wait."
