She only cares about whether she achieves her goal; the means are never important.

Now, she had made up her mind; it was time to send the fish girl on her way. The air in the fish restaurant seemed to grow even colder because of her ruthless thought.

"Hmph! Fish demon! Die!" Ma Hehua shouted, raising her broadsword high and slashing fiercely at the fish girl with a sharp aura. The blade gleamed coldly and was about to cut the fish girl in the middle of her waist, as if it would cut her in two.

"Clang!" At this critical moment, a crimson sword appeared like lightning, accurately blocking Ma Hehua's broadsword, scattering a string of dazzling sparks.

"Forgive and forget, you shouldn't push your luck too far." The man with the sword frowned, his tone carrying a hint of authority.

"Who are you? Where did you come from, you slut?" Ma Hehua was impatient, her eyes filled with disdain and anger as she glared fiercely at the man who had suddenly appeared and ruined her plans.

The man's face immediately darkened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He was the mighty Crimson Chain Serpent Lord, renowned throughout the demon realm. Even the heads of Taoist temples treated him with utmost respect. He had never been insulted like this before.

This ignorant and arrogant woman dares to spout such nonsense; she's practically courting death.

He gripped the crimson sword in his hand, its blade shimmering with a faint light, as if echoing its master's anger. A new conflict was about to erupt, and the atmosphere inside the fish restaurant grew increasingly tense, like the calm before a storm, with undercurrents surging beneath the surface.