As soon as these words were spoken, the Taoist smiled. His smile was ice-cold, resembling that of a fox, sending a chill straight to one's heart and making one feel as though walking on thin ice.
Liu Yun instinctively took a step backward, feeling utterly sickened by his smile while a chill ran through her entire body. It was as if he were a wolf eyeing her with a fierce, burning gaze—someone who had restrained himself for far too long and could hold back no longer.
She glanced back at her fellow sisters, a trace of despair flashing in her eyes.
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