"A low-level demon general dares to show off his skills in front of us? He really doesn't want to live anymore!" The Manjushage Flower Demon snorted disdainfully, tightening his grip on the flower whip. He turned to look at Lan Ziye and asked, "Twelve Young Master, what should we do?"

"The Twelfth Young Master? The Twelfth Young Master of Nanwang Street?" The woman was horrified. Suddenly, she thought of something and squeezed out a hoarse voice from her strangled throat, "You killed Ah Sha?"

"Asha?" Lan Ziye was puzzled. "You're not talking about that giant python, are you? Asha, the name is really apt!" At this point, he shrugged and said, "That thing was too weak to fight. I killed it in an instant!"

The woman became even more terrified, her pupils suddenly constricted. She hurriedly squeezed out a voice and said, "This is not a place for you humans. Let me go now and leave quickly. I will pretend I didn't see you. How about that?"

Lan Ziye looked at the little snake demon as if he were an idiot and asked, "Is Heiyan here?"

"Palace Master?" The woman hesitated. She moved her lips twice but still refused to say anything.

Lan Ziye turned to look at the Manjushage Flower Demon and said, "Since she knows nothing, just kill her!"

When the Manjushri flower demon heard this, she was about to tighten her whip and strangle the woman's neck, but the woman hissed desperately, and the snake tail under her kept twisting, as if she was struggling.

"Wait, listen to what she says!" Lan Ziye said coldly.

The Manjushage flower demon stopped tightening the whip and considerately loosened it so that the woman could answer Lan Ziye's question.

The woman was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Just now she felt like her soul was about to leave her body due to being strangled!

"Palace Master, he just left not long ago!" The woman said honestly, "If the Palace Master was in the palace, with such a big commotion on the ground, the Palace Master would have taken action long ago!" Why let her, a little gatekeeper, deal with it here?

"She just left. What a coincidence?" Lan Ziye narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then where did she go?"

"This little demon doesn't know!" Seeing the displeasure on Lan Ziye's face, the woman hurriedly said, "The little demon is just the gatekeeper of the Black Snake Palace. The little demon really doesn't know anything! Twelve Young Master, please let the little demon go." As she spoke, her eyes looked at the flower whip on her neck in fear from time to time, fearing that the flower whip would make any bad movement and take her life.

Lan Ziye's eyes fell on the bamboo fan on the ground and asked, "What is that? Your magic weapon?"

The woman's tears deepened. "How could a little demon of my level possibly possess any magical weapon? That thing on it..." Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind, and she hurriedly said, "This is the amulet given to us by the Palace Master. There's a small mechanism on the handle of the fan. If you turn it to the right, poison powder will be ejected, poisoning the opponent!"

Lan Ziye narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect Heiyan to be so considerate to you guys!"

The woman pursed her lips and said nothing.

Lan Ziye walked over and picked up the fan. He examined it carefully and saw the small mechanism on the handle. He pointed the fan in the direction of the woman and asked, "Turn to the right to open the mechanism?"

The woman said firmly, "Yes, to the right!"

Lan Ziye pondered for a moment, then...she unexpectedly put away her fan. (⊙x⊙;)

The woman was surprised: "Why don't you try?"

"I'm not interested in this fan. I'll sell it on the black market after I leave here. I should be able to get some money from it!" Lan Ziye confessed.

The woman's face was instantly filled with black lines.