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Lord Qianhu...
Zhou Li stared blankly at the figure obscured by the blood mist, his mind a complete blank.
Why would it be now.
Why... would it be now?
"Surprised?"
Lord Qianhu licked the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. The Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand twirled a beautiful flower, slicing through the throat of a girl who had stumbled and fallen.
It was now the height of noon, when the yang was strong and the righteous energy was overwhelming.
Yet, on this street, Demon Qi ran rampant.
Why would it be now?
This question kept hammering in Zhou Li's mind. He swallowed unconsciously, and his normally steady hands began to tremble.
No, that's not right.
The Golden Snake Lady could not possibly have lifted the Golden Snake Gu in Qianhu's mind at this time. It would be all harm and no benefit to her. Apart from pushing herself completely over to the King of Han, this move could only be described as utterly foolish.
