At this moment, unable to move, the aloof woman knew that she couldn’t escape the inevitable.
She wanted to struggle, but she lacked the strength to do so.
All she could do was say a few words.
"I am not afraid of you, I, I, I..."
Being too frightened, the aloof woman couldn’t speak smoothly, and her voice trembled even more.
Before Luo Yang could finish, the aloof woman suddenly stiffened her muscles, evidently using her last bit of strength.
"I’m going all out with you!"
While gasping for air, she begged, "Make it quick! I won’t haunt you as a ghost!"
Seeing her panic-stricken and almost incoherent state, Luo Yang knew that continuing to talk would only make her more uneasy.
He also saw her close her eyes, and amazingly, clear teardrops fell like beads off a broken string from the corners of her mouth.
Feeling pity for her, Luo Yang first reached out to wipe away the tear stains from the corners of her mouth.
The aloof woman then turned her face away, waiting for Luo Yang to deliver the final blow to her life.
In fact, Luo Yang had entered the landscape painting from the "Shennong Scripture" and fetched a cup of Pond Water.
"Drink this," Luo Yang said softly.
The aloof woman slightly opened her eyes and seeing Luo Yang holding a cup, thought it was poison.
Already trembling, she was now shaking as if frozen in the dead of winter, shut her eyes, and tears flowed again.
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Luo Yang then poured a cup of Pond Water into the aloof woman’s mouth, and after she finished drinking, he reached out to tidy up her messy bangs.
The aloof woman waited to bleed from all orifices.
Seeing Luo Yang still smiling, the aloof woman seemingly realized something, bit her silver teeth, and lightly scolded, "What poison did you give me?"
She was almost stifled as she couldn’t catch her breath.
"Sister, it’s alright."
Luo Yang was genuinely worried about her; any mishap would make it difficult to recover Hong Jiaxin.
"What did you give me?!" she demanded.
"Sister, it’s medicine," Luo Yang replied.
But the concept of medicine differed between the two.
Luo Yang meant medicine to cure; the aloof woman thought of medicine to kill her.
"Medicine?! You, you really fed me medicine! Even as a ghost, I will kill you!"
Speaking vehemently, drops of perspiration emerged on her full forehead.
Luo Yang innocently said, "Sister, it’s an antidote, to cure your illness."
Upon hearing this, the aloof woman’s eyes widened as she fixed her gaze on Luo Yang.
From her heartfelt experience and sensations, it was evident that she was judging whether Luo Yang’s words were true.
The two sat together in silence, not speaking.
After three to four minutes, the color of the aloof woman’s face changed from pale to rosy, her eyes widened even more, filled with surprise.
The two stared at each other.
When they first met, the aloof woman had not one bit of fondness for Luo Yang, her gaze was utterly cold.
Now, her full and weathered eyes held a hint of tenderness.
Although it was unclear what she was thinking.
One thing was certain, though; her disdainful look had softened.
Luo Yang said, "Sister, I still need to talk to you about something."
Implicitly, he meant to control her, thus facilitating the negotiation.
Hong Jiaxin was still in the hands of the aloof woman’s accomplices, and to rescue Hong Jiaxin, he couldn’t just let the aloof woman go.
"Listen. Return my friend to me, and I’ll release you," Luo Yang made his demand.
"Don’t even think about it! Exchange her for Blood Devil! Exchange goods for the person!" the aloof woman relapsed into her old ways.
Knowing that she responds better to gentleness than to force, Luo Yang could not threaten her.
Giving Blood Devil to the aloof woman was out of the question.