Within the White Jade Flyer, the mist was still undulating continuously.
Situ Danyue, originally brimming with confidence, had thought that she could easily take down her master and turn him into a Flesh Slave, to wantonly ravage at her whim.
However, the moment she stepped into the Flying Craft, she realized her grave mistake. In front of her master, she was still nothing more than an ant, still the insignificant little girl from before, so easily subdued by her master's casual move.
Moreover, her master was still as hypocritical and loathsome as before, speaking of deep master-disciple affection, promising to spare her, when in reality he had long been prepared to kill her. To be precise, perhaps even more profound torture awaited her.
Thus, she decided to strike first. No longer wanting to witness her master's hypocrisy, she forced her master to make a move, gripping her throat, gradually tightening his hold, wanting her master to strangle her to death with his own hands.
