Xiaoguang looked directly at Qin Ruan's captivatingly beautiful face and asked pointedly, "Who exactly are you?"
Qin Ruan was tired of standing, so she changed her posture and beyond rubbed her sore waist.
She spoke in a way that was both scattered and serious, "I don't know what you mean when you say that this continental territory hasn't had any chronicler for hundreds of years."
"Now, I can tell you with certainty that I'm in charge of all the evil spirits in this continental territory."
"That's impossible!" Xiaoguang countered without thinking, "Since the exorcising demon ancestor left hundreds of years ago, no one has managed the order of mortal puppetry. Aren't all the evil spirits left in the human world managed by the seventh and eighth lords of the Netherworld?"
Qin Ruan's eyebrows raised slightly, curious how Xiaoguang knew about these things.
She spoke softly, "The exorcising demon ancestor you're talking about, is he Master Zhong?"
Xiaoguang nodded, "Yes."
