The vicious thoughts in his heart made the smile on Situ Heng's face to contort and became more and more wretched. He controlled the soul thread with one hand while he stealthily took out a medicine bottle from his waist pouch, quietly opened it and poured it on to the palm which was in control of the soul thread. Very soon, the soul thread was covered with an extremely thin layer of dark red and this faint tinge was masked by the glow of the spirit fire and even if someone was standing at the side, that person would not be able to find any anomalies.
Situ Heng stared at Jun Wu Xie who had her eyes closed and his lips curled up into a smile that would absolutely creep people out.
Just a little bitch that did not know death, did she really think that she was even worthy to have the Upper Realm as her enemy?
Without her even realizing anything, he will just let her dive down to hell with such ignorance!
This could be considered his 'kindness' to her.
