Hovering high in the air, Liu Rutin looked like an immortal descending upon the mortal world, and her aura added to her majesty. She was a Late-Stage Nascent Soul Realm expert, and it was showing.
Her voice reverberated throughout the battlefield as she asked,
"I'm asking again. How did you get rid of the slave collar?"
Xu Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, using his spear to point at his former master,
"That is none of your concern, you old hag. The only thing you need to know is that you will face the wrath of the Xu Clan today."
Scoffing at him, Liu Rutin replied,
"Your pathetic clan? Yeah, I do want to see what a pathetic slave like you can do. Even without the slave collar, you will be my slave till you die."
With that, she raised her hand, displaying a blood-red whip that was very thin, as if it would break with a single hand, and it was extremely long.
