The endless red ribbons densely surged in, turning the dusty second floor of the café into a scene resembling an ancient dye house.
Tang Bingbing walked among them, moving with leisurely grace.
This genderless lunatic boss possessed an exceptional knife skill.
His movements were agile, and his knife strikes were fierce.
Every swing of his blade seemed to carve out a tangible knife edge.
The blade never directly touched the ribbons, yet the ribbons fell like blooming flowers.
"This Yin God hiding in the shadows, why don't we discuss something?" Tang Bingbing asked calmly, "Follow me, surrender to me, and I promise your incense will flourish, and you will enjoy the rights of the mortal world."
"I'll grant you the status of an elder. My sect is wealthy; you can do whatever you wish. Things you couldn't achieve in life, you can now indulge in without restraint. How about it?"
There was no response from around, only more ribbons flooded in.
