"Isn't it unpopular for dogs to turn on their masters in the West, Madam Joseph?"
The previously immobilized Ziyue suddenly shifted her gaze, staring intently at the owner of the pale hands!
With the pale hands steadied, due to extreme distraction, those terrifying eyes clearly could no longer restrain Ziyue with that horrifying law.
She had to divert an eyeball to observe the surging flames around, which turned into black and white just before getting close, and rapidly infected the bright red Southern Clear Li Fire behind.
A force capable of infecting top-tier flames was indeed terrifying; the black flames enveloped the surrounding space in a indescribable chillyness—a chillyness of all things withering, a sensation of lifeless desolation.
And that person at the center, Ziyue recognized her with just one glance.
