Ge Situ realized that something was wrong. He took over the conversation and said, “What’s the point of all the talking? With us working together, do you think you can get past us?”

It was difficult to say whether it was an illusion, but the lips of Haimi’s mask seemed to arch up into a cold smile. She said indifferently, “I only had a thirty percent chance at first, but you arrived too late. That demonkin idiot has been gravely injured, it’s a wonder if he has seventy to eighty percent strength left. What makes me curious is that the idiot has never seen me before, unlike you and I who have exchanged blows in the past. Why did you stay back for so long? And you purposely took action so late.”

Mori’s expression changed immediately. He had never sensed anyone nearby up until Ge Situ appeared in front of him. Apparently, the man was hiding his traces.

Ge Situ said furiously, “You were just a lass back then, there’s no way you’d be the same now.”

“Didn’t the lass put up a pretty good fight?”

Ge Situ knew this matter would only shame him the more he tried to explain. He opened his palms, revealing flashes of sanguine lightning between his fingertips. “There’s no...