The development of events unfolded just as Sun Wukong had predicted.
With no other choice, Tu Xing Sun anxiously waited in the Refining Fire Hall for a while before going to the inner treasury to meet Bai He, recounting Bai Huaxiu's threats once again.
"That wretched woman!" A flash of murderous intent passed through Bai He's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.
He knew that these were not Bai Huaxiu's own demands and that killing a minor fragrance attendant would not solve anything, as she was a pawn that could be sacrificed at any time. Killing her would only complicate matters further.
Because the actual demands and threats were from that Demon Lord of the demonic sect.
"Still too hasty," Bai He furrowed his brows, clearly troubled by developments that had caught him off guard.
"Elder brother, what should we do next?" Tu Xing Sun asked cautiously.
"Wait," Bai He said gravely, "A day in heaven is a year on earth; we still have time."