Lily, following the coordinates, quickly made her way into an old warehouse.
She surveyed the surrounding terrain; its proximity to the seaside indeed facilitated escape.
She had a premonition and upon entering, soon laid eyes on Ghost Knife.
His murderous aura was so intense that Lily had sensed it before she even approached.
"Darling, you got here rather fast."
Like a specter, Ghost Knife instantly moved to her side.
In terms of strength, Ghost Knife was an absolutely formidable presence for Lily.
He suddenly lifted her chin, "It seems you've been living quite comfortably in the Zhuo Family, just look at your little face, more radiant than before."
Lily pushed his hand away and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe her face, "Cut the nonsense. If you want to kill me, just do it quickly. If not, then skip the chit-chat and get to the point."
She was eternally cold as ice in his presence.
Ghost Knife, except for Zhuo Junyue, really wasn't afraid of anyone.
