"Saintess Iris, actually, our Saint Lord is truly a very good person."
"He is absolutely affectionate and righteous towards you. Otherwise, he definitely would have killed you along with those people on Sunblaze Peak!"
"Also, our Hale's Holy Land has abundant supplies. Whatever you want, we have. All kinds of cultivation resources are countless!"
"I guarantee that once you reach the Holy Land, you will absolutely live more comfortably than in the Divine Blade Sect!"
Iris remained utterly despondent. Silently following behind without saying a single word.
Seeing that she didn't plan to escape, Blaze let out a slight breath of relief.
Late at night, the two finally arrived outside the Holy Land.
Before even stepping in, Iris frowned. "Such a heavy stench of blood. I'm afraid many people died here not long ago."
"Saintess Iris, you're trying to scare me, right?" Blaze laughed.
"If there really was a stench of blood, why didn't I smell it?"
