"You... should... die!"
Overwhelming regret filled Suzune's heart.
Realizing this Man-Eater Demon was a Transcendent all along was like pouring gasoline on her raging fire.
Never before had Suzune so desperately wanted to tear the person before her into a thousand pieces.
"The taste is that bad?"
The very next moment, a somewhat disappointed voice came from beneath the mask, as Fu Qian looked down at the soup in the bowl.
"What a pity, I was actually quite proud of it."
Before he finished speaking, he twisted his upper body, dodging a cold glint aimed at his chest.
It was evident that Suzune had no intention of wasting words with him.
After she threw the second dagger, her figure flashed, and she was already charging forward.
Between her spread fingers were blades sharp as knives.
Without a doubt, this was an agile fighter, whose combat style felt eerily familiar.
But obviously, Suzune was much stronger than Young Master Ye's little female follower.