"Blame me, I came late, making you waste these years in vain." Before the dagger hidden in Xiao Li's arms could stab me, I had already pulled out the Begonia Hairpin and pressed it against Xiao Li's Dazhu point.
The Sharp Gold Aura has a crushing power over Demon Qi. Xiao Li's spine shivered, freezing her in place, "You... how could you... do this to me? Su Wan, I'm your best friend, and you actually... want to kill me??"
"Your master has muddled through a thousand years and isn't enough for me to tidy up. Do you think you're qualified to sabotage me?" I pressed the Begonia Hairpin deeper, blood soaking into the apricot-colored cloth.
On the back of the thing disguised as Xiao Li, something like a pot lid emerged, swelling up from under its clothes.
From the angle of the sun, Wuyue and I arrived in the painting at noon.
In less than an hour, it was already dusk.
This explains that the length of a day here is at most two hours.
