The young master of the Tianlong Sect, Bi Ping, looked innocently victimized, "How could a girl who's unarmed and without any cultivation appear in the midst of Ghost Mountain? The incident that just took place in the Second Realm, Master Ying must have witnessed as well. The Demon Clan infiltrates without bounds; who knows if this lady is a spy sent by them?"
Ying Xiu's expression was cold as water, seeing him slaughtering the innocents remorselessly, he was just about to take action to educate him.
Bi Ping's gaze shifted, capturing his expression within his sight, and he busily continued with a smile, "As the Crown Prince of the Central Netherworld, you oversee the affairs of three thousand Fierce Ghosts, so why bother with the matters of the Mortal World among our peers now?"
