She yearned to become stronger, and this mission wasn't complicated.
All she had to do was make Zhao Yao give up his secret.
"What secret? I don't know what you're talking about."
Zhao Yao's expression was calm, his tone even.
However, a ripple of unease stirred within him.
He subtly changed the subject to Zhao Ying.
"What about you? How did you end up like this?"
As he spoke, Zhao Yao called out in his mind.
'Sister Xi, do you think she's figured something out? Sister Xi?'
But Xi Guang, who usually responded instantly, was now silent, as if she had vanished.
"It seems you're not willing to tell me!"
Zhao Ying's gaze turned icy in an instant, as if coated in frost.
Her voice was low, and a suffocating pressure filled the air.
Zhao Yao's spine went rigid, and the hairs on his neck stood on end.
In that moment, the Zhao Ying before him seemed to transform into a monstrous, several-meter-tall Fierce Beast, baring its fangs.
