"Respected female benefactor, do you require any assistance?"
The monk asked in a calm tone, though his brow remained tightly furrowed.
The moment he laid eyes on her, the monk had already known. The aura radiating from this woman was by no means that of an ordinary human. The killing intent she exuded—an aura on the verge of swallowing everything whole—was hundreds of times more terrifying than any hell or wicked ghost described in the Buddhist scriptures.
Chapter 105