Lily suddenly laughed and smiled as she looked at Di Mo . Her body was still wearing the attire that was as ragged as a beggar's clothes . Now that Di Mo got the chance to take a look at her, his expression faintly twitched, making her realize that she has yet to change from those garments . What a grave blunder . She thought that Di Mo would overlook this for he had briefly paused, but noticing that his brows had furrowed was an obvious indication of his disapproval . She couldn't help but force a smile as she looked back at Di Mo .
Di Mo's eyebrows had a small crease, and his eyes were filled with a cold look as he stared at Lily . Suddenly, he stretched his hand to pull Lily's hand and saw that, in the middle of her palm, there was a small mark seeping out blood . He said with a heavy tone, "Is this what you are capable of?"