"Haha..." Seeing Zhang Xiaohao approaching, the Hua Saintess suddenly laughed aloud, looking up at the sky.
Zhang Xiaohao stopped five steps away from her.
"Hua Sheng, what are you laughing at? Could it be that the shock of your underlings being killed has driven you mad?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
The laughter subsided.
"Hmph! Brat, what do you know?" the Hua Saintess snorted.
With a light tap of her jade foot, a stream of azure True Qi rippled beneath her feet.
"A bunch of trash, if they're dead, then they're dead. Do you really think I, the Holy Daughter, would take their death to heart?" the Hua Saintess said.
"The most poisonous thing is a woman's heart; seems like this saying isn't wrong at all! With a boss like you, their deaths are truly unjust." Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and commented.
