God of Plague (6)

The man was stunningly beautiful. His slated eyes shone with a wicked light and his face was so gorgeous that he didn't look like a human being but an elf.

"Get out!"

From beginning to end, the man didn't even raise his head, and his voice was grim and terrifying.

Ou Ya forced herself to calm down. If she could win this man's favor, she wouldn't care about giving up the position of Saintess.

"Master Ji, I'm here to apologize," Ou Ya lowered her head and guiltily said, "I didn't know Yun Luofeng and Huang Yingying were your friends. If I knew their relationship with you, I wouldn't care about the big mistake they made."

To show her magnanimousness, Ou Ya continued, "And for the sake of Master Ji, I have forgiven them."

"Oh?" When Ji Jiutian heard this, he raised his head with interest. "Do you mean Little Feng'er did something wrong?"

Ou Ya was pleasantly surprised to see Ji Jiutian answer her, but didn't show anything on her face.