"Impossible!" Liu Yuhuan immediately exclaimed, then emphasized again.
"The master won't die!"
"Heh, nobody is immortal! That Li Dao really thought he could bring in a soul from the outside world to deal with me, but he had no idea that from the very beginning of his scheme, I had already planted a spy."
"Now as they were handing over authority, trying to use this method to deal with me, I seized the opportunity, turned the tables, so your master... is as dead as can be."
By the end, the face of this "Zhao Ya" was full of smugness.
The more Liu Yuhuan listened, the more hopeless she became, her face unknowingly drenched in tears.
Because now the tower had been completely erased, leaving only the foundation on the ground, as if it never existed.
In such circumstances, Liu Yuhuan couldn't help but believe.
"Is this the air of freedom...?" The corrupted Zhao Ya took a deep breath, his face full of intoxication.
"From now on, this world..."
