I'm so pissed.
Seriously about to faint from anger.
Su Muwan was just following Qin Luo's arrangements, happily munching on chips and watching the show from the sofa in the reception room.
She was all set to take the stage for her performance.
But... what happened instead?
The more she listened, the angrier she got. The more she listened, the more speechless she became. The more she listened, the more her whole body trembled.
Her fists clenched—hard. Like, seriously hard this time.
Su Muwan tightened her fists, shaking with rage.
What the hell is with all this "poisonous witch" left and right?!
And more importantly!
Why is everything being blamed on me?! It wasn’t even my fault!
This was all Qin Luo’s doing!
But—but why does everyone think I’m the one threatening Qin Luo?!
Ugh! So mad I could faint!
Can anyone even relate?!
I was supposed to spend today at home playing video games!
Su Muwan was bitter inside, but she refused to say it out loud. She just planned to go home and give Qin Luo a proper "lesson" later.
Qin Luo coughed lightly, sensing trouble.
These idiots... They’re just asking for a beating.
The room fell dead silent.
All the sect leaders stared wide-eyed at the figure floating mid-air.
Her aura was thick with chilling malice, the words "villain" practically written on her face.
But the most striking thing was...
"Wh... white hair..."
"That face... that cold aura... that hair..."
The sect leaders' lips turned pale, their expressions stiff. "The Frostbite Demon!"
"It’s really her—the Frostbite Demon!"
The way Su Muwan looked right now?
She was the spitting image of the Frostbite Demon!!
"Frostbite Demon, my ass!"
Su Muwan swung her hand.
A tidal wave of freezing energy lashed out at the loudest protester.
"This is my Frost Mode!!"
BOOM!!
The Heavenly Flame Sect Leader’s violet fire whip, still mid-swing, instantly turned into an ice sculpture.
He watched in horror as his breath formed the character for "death" in the air.
Even his True Spirit Realm protective flames couldn’t melt the frost on his eyelashes.
You’ve got to be kidding...
I... I got one-shotted?
"Su... Su Muwan..."
"There must be some misunderstanding..."
Mo Yuan tried to speak, only to find his vocal cords frozen shut.
Never had he felt death so vividly.
They were wrong. All of them.
Even if this whole mess was her doing, what did it matter now?
Her power was undeniable. Unless their ancestors stepped in, no one here could stop her.
The Frostbite Demon was alive—and had survived since the Profound Heaven Realm era tens of thousands of years ago!!
Not only that—
She’d disguised herself as a young mistress of a noble family.
And even worse—
She’d recruited Qin Luo to do all her dirty work!
And worst of all—
The sect leaders’ eyes twitched.
Why...
Why are you still hunting us down?!
You froze the entire Profound Heaven Realm back then, but now, even in this era of spiritual revival, tens of thousands of years later, you’re still after us?!
Forget it.
Might as well have been shadowified by Qin Luo like those minor sect leaders.
At least they got to serve under Qin Luo!
Su Muwan’s silver hair fluttered without wind. "Listen up, all of you!"
She raised a finger, furious. "First, I am NOT the Frostbite Demon!"
"Second, I didn’t force any of you!"
"Third, and most importantly..."
She scoffed. "You trash have no right to tell me what to do!!"
CRACK—!
The freezing energy surged, creeping into Feng Yutian and the others’ meridians.
Their faces paled as memories of the Frostbite Demon slaughtering the Seven Supreme Masters tens of thousands of years ago resurfaced.
Terrifying!
Chilling!
Invincible!
"So this is the Frostbite Demon..."
"Hey! I said I’m not her!"
Su Muwan was beyond done.
She floated back to Qin Luo’s side and glared. "You explain."
"Got it."
Qin Luo stepped forward, facing the frozen sect leaders. "Let me clarify once more."
"This was all my plan. Luring you here? My plan."
"Gurgle-gurgle—" (Dude, not the time for explanations—we’re freezing to death!)
"Miss."
"Hm?"
"They’re about to turn into ice-brained idiots."
"!!"
A moment later.
Feng Yutian and the others sat gasping for breath, staring at the master-servant pair before them.
"So... you just want us to do this?" they asked, baffled.
Qin Luo nodded. "Just this."
The sect leaders exchanged glances.
Seriously?
You beat us up first just for this?!
And wait—
You’ve already exposed yourselves as part of the Shadow Court.
Did you really think we’d willingly cooperate after that?
Each sect leader had their own thoughts.
After a silent exchange of glances, they came to a decision.
Once they got back, they’d definitely renegotiate their alliances.
But for now, they’d play along with Qin Luo’s demands.
And someday, they’d rescue Qin Luo from this poisonous witch’s clutches.
With that in mind,
The sect leaders took a deep breath—
And in unison, recited the words Qin Luo had instructed:
"We pledge eternal loyalty to Miss Su Muwan! ×72"
[Ding! Total Army Command effect activated! Unbreakable loyalty!]
Qin Luo smiled in satisfaction. "Good. First order: act like nothing happened and return to your sects."
"Then await further instructions."
Feng Yutian and the others nodded. "Understood, Master Qin."
But then,
They turned to the indifferent Su Muwan. "My Lady."
?
Why are we calling this poi—poi—... huh?
They froze, feeling like something strange had just happened.
"Tch."
Su Muwan rolled her eyes. These guys were really committed to the act.
"My Lady"?
Anyone would think they were actually her subordinates.
With the matter settled,
Feng Yutian and the others left.
Qin Luo finally relaxed.
Truthfully, he’d considered reasoning with them properly.
Explaining, "Hey, you’re all just characters in a book, and the world’s about to collapse. Divided, you’ll lose. United, you might stand a chance," and so on.
But—
That would’ve just led to endless skepticism and arguments.
Like:
—"Nonsense!" "Fearmongering!" "You insolent brat!" "The witch’s scheme!"
So,
Qin Luo smirked.
Sometimes, brute force was just faster.
Just as he thought that—
"Qin Luo~ You seem awfully pleased with yourself~"
Su Muwan’s eerie voice drifted over.
Qin Luo: ...
He turned to meet her "friendly" smile. "Miss, it’s not my fault. I told them, but they wouldn’t listen."
"Ha!"
Su Muwan grinned sweetly—then slammed her tiny fist into his chest. "I don’t care! I’m beating you up right now!"
BOOM!
"Ghk—!"
Yeah.
Maxing out his defense stat was definitely for moments like this.
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