"What the heck, woman?" Jin retorted inwardly, his displeasure evident in his expression.
His slitted pupils shifted towards where Li Mei stood, not too far from him. To his surprise, she was surrounded by her subordinates—black-hooded women encircled by Blood Slaves.
The black-hooded women, despite facing a mere horde of Blood Slaves, seemed tense, a stark contrast to their previous prowess in effortlessly dispatching their foes.
As Jin prepared to voice his question, the words stuck in his throat. His night vision revealed a distant figure, bathed in a dark amethyst glow, staring directly at him. The figure coincidentally aligned with Li Mei's position.
The succubus, presumed to be vanquished under Li Mei's relentless assault, stood unexpectedly alive. A mocking smirk adorned her face as she locked eyes with Li Mei, defying the brutality that should have ended her existence.
