'When I get back, I'll make him pay dearly for this!'
Although she had yielded and resigned herself to her fate, her frustration with Yang Xiao, his refusal to bend to her will, had caused her hatred for him to swell. If she weren't completely at his mercy right now, she probably would have gone berserk.
Forcefully suppressing the hatred in her heart, Ao Yuhua showed no more signs of her charming behavior. She swiftly removed the Palace Robe Daoist Weapon she wore and used her Divine Power to manifest a long palace dress.
Then, she handed over the Storage Divine Artifact from her hand.
"Now, can I go?"
Looking at Yang Xiao and the others, Ao Yuhua's face was stern, devoid of any of its previous allure.
At this moment, she didn't want to stay here for a second longer.
Yang Xiao, however, took the Palace Robe Daoist Weapon and the Storage Divine Artifact with a grin. Inspecting them, he felt a surge of joy.
