Accompanied by that voice, Duanmu Huai saw a girl with fiery red hair, dressed like a queen in leather and cloak, emerge from the bushes. She was giggling and looking at the ninja girl in front of her, a chill coldness emerged from her crimson eyes.
There's something wrong with this woman.
The moment he saw the red-haired girl, Duanmu Huai immediately tightened his nerves, he could feel a certain mysterious and powerful force on her - evil, brutal, and mixed with a touch of divine presence.
"Hand over the Sacred Martial Tool, and I might spare your life."
"I will...…not...give it to you...!!"
"Then it can't be helped."
Upon hearing the ninja's response, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the red-haired girl.
"It seems that only after you fully understand pain and humiliation, will you obey! Xisa, Isis, get her, and kill these inexplicable guys!"
"Roar————!!"
