Shiyi swiftly appeared behind the door of Lin Jiaojiao, like a ghost suddenly appearing out of nowhere.
Especially with that black iron mask, despite not having exaggerated fangs and fierce facial expressions, it was eerie enough to send shivers down one's spine.
The full black attire and the mysterious aura were already scary enough, not to mention the sword that could kill people in hand.
Bai Zhi was indeed shocked. This person appeared out of thin air like a ghost. Even if she didn't believe in ghosts, she was still frightened.
"Kill, and bury under the tree." With that said, Lin Jiaojiao calmly stood up, without any hesitation turned around and left.
These words made the person tied to the pillar freeze for an instant, opening their mouth wide in surprise, their body convulsing from the shock.
They didn't know what to say, but they must have been scared, begging for mercy or cursing.