"Brothers, it's time. I really need to leave the Sacred Mountain."
Outside Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, Feng Zhongzui was shaken by Beibei's ghostly visage.
The nickname "Ai Gou," when uttered from the mouths of those on the Sacred Mountain's side, no matter how many times it's heard, still feels utterly defiant of logic.
He quietly shifted the mirror to the side, capturing a different angle, unwilling to make Beibei feel embarrassed.
Even after Beibei barked like a dog and realized what she'd done, her face flushed red with shame, wishing she could smash her head against the mirror and die right then and there.
Why was Sword Deity Bei behaving in such a manner?
And why had she just uttered such brazen words?
Everything seemed predestined, as though set in motion long ago, merely due to contact with Lord Shou and the Five Decays of Heaven and Man.
These two bringers of calamity—one could directly manipulate people.
