She was exhausted, but her mind was clearer than ever.
Although she rarely interacted with others.
But at this point, Phoenix already knew what he was up to.
She never thought that he would have such intentions toward her.
However, how the matter escalated had challenged the limit of her imagination.
"Let go…" When Phoenix said this, the scythe on the ground reformed to its shape using the Light of Buddha, but it could not return back to its master's hand.
