Jiang Fan felt a chill in his heart.
He had witnessed Spirit Sound's methods.
They could only be described in four words: unfathomable mystery.
Who could believe she could foresee the future and accurately predict that the one to finally kill Jiang Fan would be Concubine Yunxia?
And earlier, she had set up a plan with a soul-healing pill.
Successfully facilitating Jiang Fan and Concubine Yunxia?
Seizing the opportunity to hold leverage over Concubine Yunxia?
Such cunning, such methods.
Made Jiang Fan deeply uneasy, he spoke solemnly:
"Make a move?"
"If neither Demon Moon nor I agree, what can you still do?"
"Can't do it yourself?"
Spirit Sound pondered slightly.
Seriously nodding: "If necessary."
"I can do it."
A gust of sea breeze brushed against her white clothes.
Graceful like a fairy in a painting.
Exquisite beyond measure.
Jiang Fan was stunned, Demon Moon was also stunned.
The last thing they expected was for Spirit Sound to say such a thing.
