“That woman isn’t ordinary!” Qin Bufan spoke abruptly after they left the hall, “I sensed a trace of faint coldness coming from her. My instincts tell me that she isn’t a weakling!”

“Then why didn’t you kill her?” asked Yang Ye.

Qin Bufan replied, “Do I seem like I have nothing better to do?”

Yang Ye said, “Right? Regardless of whether she’s ordinary or not, it doesn’t make much difference to us. The important matter at hand for us is to head to the Hallowed Grounds.”

Qin Bufan asked, “Actually, I still haven’t figured out why you intend to head to the Hallowed Grounds. You’re clearly not going there to kill, because how many can you kill even if you try? But if you aren’t going to kill, then why?”

“To get something and kill some people on the...