Having stayed in Sheng Country, Ren Suqiong had a deeper understanding of Ji Changsheng's way of doing things.
The fact that Ji Changsheng could invite Lan Zhujun for tea was astonishing to her, as Ji Changsheng was not the type to shoot himself in the foot.
Indeed, her guess turned out to be correct.
Thankfully, I'm not the one drinking ashes.
Ren Suqiong felt relieved, while Lan Zhujun only thought about murder.
"Are these really ashes?"
As a true disciple of the Sky Devil Sect, she recognized ashes when she saw them.
So, Lan Zhujun's delicate body began to tremble gradually.
"You actually dared to trick me into drinking ashes."
Murderous intent gradually filled the cave mansion as Lan Zhujun, who was in the late-Nascent Soul stage, suddenly exploded with power.
Ji Changsheng, however, remained unmoved.
Ren Suqiong looked at Lan Zhujun with somewhat pity.
After all, Lan Zhujun, was, without a doubt, more powerful than her.
