Xiao Han's eyes turned cold, and he said in a low voice, "Speak."
The sound of the evening drum and morning bell reverberated with the Lion Roar, infusing the supreme authority of the Buddhist Sect, as if the majestic might of heaven was enveloping Hu Mei.
Her body trembled, and she nearly revealed her true form from fright.
Xiao Han hauled her over, placed her in the passenger seat, and then drove himself toward the direction of the Dragon Palace.
"I can't say," Hu Mei finally spoke after a long while.
Her face was pale as death, evidently terrified to the extreme, yet she still wouldn't speak.
"Just kill her and be done with it," Taishang said, his gaze icy. He didn't care for the details; any true demon would not escape his grasp.
"No, I have a feeling this is far from simple," Xiao Han shook his head as he stared at Hu Mei, accelerating the car even more.
"Someone is pulling the strings from behind?" Taishang was no fool.
