บท 1759: Girl in White (5)

To refine that ghost, he had to go through hell, and he almost hadn't made it. With much difficulty, he had been able to wake up again.

"If he's your servant, who are you?" Seven put a hand over his chest where blood was gushing out.

He stared at her and had a bad feeling.

The white fairy snorted. "I'm the White Butterfly."

The White Butterfly?

Hearing that name, Seven felt as if a thunderclap had just exploded over his head.

"You're the White Butterfly, one of the three kings of the land of the spirit source?!" Seven spat out mouthfuls of blood as he coughed.

"I didn't expect that people would still remember my name after my long slumber. I like you," the White Butterfly told Seven.

Seven knew that if he didn't say something, he would die.

"I know Master Teacher Si Basi! I'm his indirect pupil!" Seven cried out.

The white fairy stared at Seven.

"It's true! I really am! I'm telling the truth!"