"How is it you? You're still alive?"
Mo Shiyao was utterly surprised to see Su Jie, especially since East Victory City was in chaos with demons running amok and fierce ghosts roaming and killing the inhabitants, even resulting in numerous casualties among the cultivators.
The fact that Su Jie, a martial artist, had managed to survive and run from the city center to the city walls was beyond Mo Shiyao's expectations.
"Miss Mo, quick, come and help, there are fierce ghosts chasing after me."
Su Jie ran over with a panic-stricken face, his footsteps disordered and his body covered in blood stains, making him look utterly miserable.
"Oh, now you seek my help?"
Mo Shiyao, with her aloof demeanor, crossed her arms and, remembering all of Su Jie's past actions, made no move to lend him assistance.
Su Jie stumbled forward and shouted, "Miss Mo, do you really intend to stand by and watch me die?"
"So what if I do? If you die, it's because you lack the strength."
