"Interesting."
In the grey, dense Mysterious Fog, Yang Luo, with a human face on a spider body, lazily moved her sharp spider legs, her aura that eroded all things naturally sweeping out in all directions.
"So he's noticed, huh!"
Yang Luo's eyes, which held no regard for life, revealed a hint of mockery.
Realizing that Pang Jian had abandoned the Goddess of Cold Crystal and was charging straight toward her, even locking on to her with a stream of divine qi, she simply stopped hiding and no longer concealed her own aura.
She was also curious whether Pang Jian, after defeating Youkui, had truly achieved a breakthrough in combat power.
During their first encounter in the Mysterious Fog, Pang Jian's display of power was too weak, barely a challenge, which she found quite boring.
The daring approach of Pang Jian, despite a previous dismal defeat, instantly piqued her interest.
"Han Yi."
