At Gushan City, in the main general's camp.
Demon Butcher Tu Yuan, who stood barely over a meter tall, propped her chin with her hand. Her eyes were devoid of life; and she sighed heavily.
A disastrous situation.
The three-day deadline she had agreed with Zhao Fangce had passed, but she had still not found Lu Li's location.
Heaven knows that she wanted to look for him but simply could not. On that night, Lu Bei had tormented her until her body was numb with pain. Her soul had almost ascended into heaven due to the ordeal, she still hadn't recovered even now.
It took all her might just to hang onto her own life.
Since then, she had completely lost her freedom, became Lu Bei's medieval valet, experiencing a life full of hardships, a life of uncertainties.
She didn't even think about whether she wanted to be a dog or a bitch, let alone to look for Lu Li?
Even if she wanted to, she didn't have the energy to locate Lu Li.
"How terrible," she murmured.