Yan Wuyou's train of thought was quite simple, but it was also quite plain and strong.
She was already known as a demoness and had a bad reputation. Even if she behaved in a worse manner, it would not matter.
However, Feng Xia was different.
The current Feng Xia was the Sect Master of the Thousand Autumn Valley.
If outsiders were to see that he was alone in the room with the notorious demoness, Yan Wuyou, and the demoness had even taken off her clothes…
One could imagine how heavy a blow it would be to Feng Xia's reputation!
To put it simply, she wanted to bring Feng Xia's reputation to the same level as hers and then use her extensive experience to defeat Feng Xia.
However, Feng Xia's first sentence greatly went beyond Yan Wuyou's expectations.
"Eh? You said… you want to call for help?"
Yan Wuyou blinked. For a moment, she could not understand Feng Xia's train of thought.