"You are also from the Demon Path," a single word "also" exposed her identity.
She didn't care anymore, having used the Demon Skill, such intense Demonic Qi, even a fool could tell she was from the Demon Path.
Shi Chun, who had been silently enduring pain, was startled. What the hell, the first thing I do after getting out of prison is to nab someone from the Demon Path?
But the knife embedded in Xiang Laner's body stopped in time; the other party had conceded, and he didn't want to crash into a dead end.
In fact, he was the "fool" in Feng Chi's mind—he truly didn't know what Demonic Qi looked like.
If Feng Chi hadn't spelled it out, he would have had no clue that she was from the Demon Path.
This revelation irritated Shi Chun massively, and in a really bad way.
Feng Chi's conclusion was based on the fact that those with a lower cultivation than hers would generally not withstand her "Demon Chant", the Demon Skill she had used.
