"I didn't steal it! Jii Hua, let me tell you, I absolutely didn't steal it, I just exchanged it for something of yours! After all, both are Soul Demons of the Dao Entrance Realm. I exchanged one for a more pleasing one, which makes sense anywhere!" Jii Nan smiled slyly, reaching out lightning-fast towards Ye Zhen.
"I say, why don't you ask whether I agree or not?" Ye Zhen's voice rang out.
Jii Nan was stunned, his face full of contempt, "Just you, a lowly Soul Demon, we still need to care whether you agree or not! It's your good fortune that I like you!"
"Then, if I don't like you, it's your bad luck!"
Whoosh!
The blood-colored blade light suddenly burst out, like a flash of bloody lightning striking Jii Nan's claw, and Ye Zhen's aura skyrocketed to the Peak of Ninth Stage of Divine Communication Realm in that instant.
Slash!
The sound of a blade cutting through bone echoed. Jii Nan's right hand that reached for Ye Zhen was directly chopped off.
