A few seconds later, a snow-white figure appeared in the torn void behind Wei Ying.
It was her maid, Bai.
Bai held a sword in her hand, with blood still dripping from its blade.
She arrived beside Wei Ying with panting breath, looking at her with slight grievance: "Master, couldn't you wait for me?"
"Bai's cultivation level isn't comparable to yours."
"By the way, Master, why did you suddenly let those injured old men go? They are all hidden strongmen of the Divine Kingdom, and if they escape, the consequences could be unbearable..."
Before she could finish speaking, Bai's gaze fell on Ye Chen and the devil battling below.
She immediately understood, expressing a bit of helplessness to Wei Ying: "Master, I should have guessed long ago that you're here for this man again."
However, Wei Ying beneath the veil revealed a smiling red lip: "This time, you guessed wrong. I'm here for that devil."
"Hmm?"
