Chapter 340: The Rising Star of the Unorthodox Sect (2)
“P-Please, spare my life!”
“What is this supposed to be…?”
Letting out a hollow laugh, I slowly examined the woman prostrated at my feet.
Long brown hair trailed down her back to her waist. Whether she simply didn’t manage it or didn’t care to, it was hopelessly messy.
At least, perhaps because she had undergone Transformation/Rebirth, it wasn’t greasy—dry and clean, if nothing else.
And her clothes? They seemed to be made of fine fabric, yet whether from neglect or age, they looked shabby. It was hard to believe this was the appearance of a Flowering Stage martial artist who, if she wished, could purchase garments worth the price of an entire house.
Naturally, I had to doubt it. Was this woman groveling so pathetically truly the Illusory Illusion Witch?
“Raise your head first.”
“Y-Yes…?”