Chapter 43: Mist Spray_1

"I just feel sorry for her and wanted to explore new possibilities."

Ye Hanjun spoke half-truths, stating naturally:

"Who ever heard of imprisoning a Fond Spirit by piercing its chest day and night?"

"Whether this is salvation or another form of humiliation, only the witch herself knows."

"This is also an unavoidable solution..."

Shen Jiaoyun tried to explain, but was immediately interrupted by Ye Hanjun:

"Nevermind, the pact is made. Let the past stay in the past."

"As for the future, maybe I will pay a price for my arrogance."

"But whether it's the witch losing control and threatening my life, or the magic skills being too weak to compete on the same level, or even getting stuck in the great completion of the Mud-cast fetus, unable to ascend to the Rainbow Light fetus..."

"These consequences and prices will be borne by me."

Ye Hanjun, who could roughly guess the other party's thoughts, added: