Li Dai returned to her immortal cave, took out a mask as thin as a cicada's wing, shook it twice, and pointed at a stool not far away. "Sit down!"
Seeing her action, Jun Zilin suddenly had a bad premonition, but thinking of his oath, he held his breath and obeyed Li Dai's order.
The moment he sat on the stool, an icy-cold sensation swept across his face.
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