If Jun Xilei was anyone else, the three Yama Ancestors would have taken turns putting a foot to her ass and launching her into orbit. Still, she was Jun Xilei, so they could only block her path with the utmost delicacy and care. Just because they were His Majesty’s faithful slaves did not mean they were suckers for punishment.

“Little Sword Sovereign?”

Yan One was about to say something when Caizhi’s voice came from behind his back. Yun Che’s presence had entered his ...