"Lord Ahetar, are you here to supervise the battle?" a red-haired woman with patterned arms ran over, showing a respectful smile to Ahetar.
In response, Xi Mu shook his head:
"No, I am here to see the Witch of Death."
"But the Witch of Death isn't here," the red-haired woman respectfully explained, then cautiously scrutinized Sharon, sensing her identity. However, because Sharon stood beside Ahetar, she didn't openly call for a storm to kill her.
Xi Mu shook his head, looked towards Sharon beside him, and said:
"Sharon is here to seek refuge with the Witch of Death. Take her down to rest while I meet with the Witch of Death." With that, he stored the pony in his painting ring and walked into the castle, leaving the bewildered red-haired woman and the indifferent Sharon behind.
The atmosphere quietened down.
"Come with me, spy," the red-haired woman said coldly, flipped her red hair, and turned, leading Sharon into the castle.
