There was nothing left to be done for now. Qin Ye held the shard of King Yanluo’s Seal in his hands and prepared to take his leave. Just as he was about to do so, Su Dongxue suddenly called out softly, “My lord, please hold on.”

“What’s the matter?”

Su Dongxue looked as though she had struggled with this for a long time. The qualitative transformation concomitant with her appointment as an Emissary of Hell had given her a fleshly body. The way she bit down shyly on her cherry red lips caused the hearts of the seven Yin spirits around to flutter. Seconds later, she took a deep breath and explained, “Truth be told… I’d already awakened a long time ago.”

Qin Ye’s gaze shifted slightly. He immediately understood that she was talking about her awakening within Song Jiafang’s body.

“I personally witnessed everything Li Jiankang had done… There were still some Emissaries of Hell in existence while I was alive. Hell had probably only just collapsed back then. And because I knew of their existence… I was naturally also aware that Li Jiankang would one day be punished by the heavens.”

She closed her eyes gently, and her feathery eyelashes quivered slightly, “Thus… I tried to come up with various ways of reminding him. Unfortunately, my awakening was only partial, and Song Jiafang’s soul was still in control of her body. That’s why I was unable to give him a more direct warning.”

“Oh?” Qin Ye raised an eyebrow. He couldn’t really care less...