章節 1727: Zhou Wen Draws the Sword

"Are the elites among humans as cunning as you?" the woman said coldly as she stared at Zhou Wen.

"That's not right. You make it sound as though you aren't human," Zhou Wen said in thought when he saw that the woman didn't immediately take action.

"How can I be a lowly creature like humans?" the woman said indifferently. "I'm giving you two choices now. Do you want to live or die?"

The woman spoke as though Zhou Wen's life was firmly within her grasp. As long as she gently moved her fingers, she could crush Zhou Wen to death.

"Sigh, who wants to die if they can live?" Zhou Wen sighed.

"Come with me if you want to live." As the woman spoke, she turned and walked towards the mountaintop.

Zhou Wen hesitated for a moment before following the woman to the top of the mountain. As he walked, he asked, "Why do you want me to follow you up the mountain?"

"Doing what you wanted to do," the woman answered.