Luoshui County.
On the vast surface of the lake, the night's wind broke the silence, dispersing the river mist and stirring up waves.
In a residence by the lakeshore, Jiang Ning observed the Black Lotus Mother kneeling on the ground, his eyes calm.
In his view, the fear and subjugation in Black Lotus Mother's eyes were merely superficial.
He couldn't fathom what she truly thought.
But he dared not be careless.
Such an ancient monster, who knows how many years she has lived?
He didn't think himself capable of outwitting or outmaneuvering her.
But he knew one thing: with enough strength, these things didn't matter.
All schemes, ghosts, and apparitions are mere illusions in the face of absolute power.
"Stand up!"
Jiang Ning spoke.
Upon hearing this, Hei Lian slowly rose.
Her long skirt swayed gently in the night wind, like flowing clouds.
Underneath her bright eyes was a pretty, seductive face.
"Honorable God." Hei Lian lowered her head, looking at her toes.
