Jiang Lan was beautiful and graceful, with a gentle and elegant demeanor. She wore a goose-yellow Daoist robe, accentuating her slender figure.
Kneeling on the ground, her narrow waist and rounded hips were even more evident. Her fragile and pitiful posture aroused one's sympathy.
Although Gao Xuan wasn't softened by this, he had to admit that Jiang Lan looked very beautiful like this.
He said calmly, "You conspired with the Snake Demon to harm fellow Daoists. How can I spare you?"
Jiang Lan heard the indifference and coldness in Gao Xuan's tone, which made her panic, and her face looked even more sorrowful.
"No matter how many reasons I have, the mistakes I made are indefensible. I only hope Fellow Daoist can give me a chance to reform."
Jiang Lan calmed down instead, and she said softly, "I can cure the poison affecting all the Daoists here. In the future, I will reform and not harm others again."
