C810 There Was a Trap

"Purple King, you've finally emerged on your own accord!" The Blood Bat Magic King's eyes, large as beans, twinkled as he watched the woman in purple stride forward. He rose to his feet, his wicked grin spreading as he spoke.

Purple King?

Lee Zhi turned to gaze at the newcomer. She seemed fragile, around thirty, with an alluring presence, yet she emanated no strong Qi. To the casual observer