422 Shall we make a Deal?

Bai Qianfeng hummed coldly, "I don't believe…"

All of a sudden she was gasping when Yun Chi's spiritual profound animus had suddenly transformed into a desolate profound animus.

That was not all; Yun Chi had also flipped her white robe into the black robe of the Death God Mingwang and she had also taken out the signature death mask of the Death God Mingwang as she said in an eerie masculine voice, "I'm indeed the Death God Mingwang."

Bai Qianfeng gasped with great shock, "You're a transsexual?"

Yun Chi: …

Ji Yuan: …

Yun Chi hummed, "Do I look like I am a transsexual to you?"

"Who knows?" Bai Qianfeng muttered as she looked at Ji Yuan.

"I can prove that she isn't." Ji Yuan quickly said. "I have checked every inch very thoroughly."

Bai Qianfeng: …

Yun Chi: …

Bai Qianfeng weakly said, "I've never known that the Death God Mingwang will actually be a woman. This is indeed very surprising."