Stealing The Yuri Protagonist Harem

Chapter 98: Chapter 97: Not As Good As Him

aze flickering under the mask, contemplating something that no one knows what.

......

Meanwhile, in the shadows outside the three family’ target location tonight.

"That Demon Sect Holy Saint has entered stealth mode?"

"This youth is exceptionally intelligent. Perhaps he has other motives— After all, with his cultivation and talent, a battle between Nascent Soul stage expert battle wouldn’t provide much help to him. I wonder why he came to watch..."

"Has anyone detected his aura? Do we know where he is now?"

"His aura went in the eastern direction, but his stealth technique is extremely advanced, making it difficult to pinpoint his exact location."

"I’ve told you all, this Demon Sect Holy Saint who has stirred up the entire city is not ordinary. His age, cultivation, and mental acuity, combined with the artifact he personally refined, are probably even surpassing the Empress—"

Thunk

The discussion came to a halt after a soft sound.

In the shadows, Night Crow, wearing a feathered mask, tightly pressed his mask to his face, preventing his slightly pale old visage from being revealed.

"Ahem, Night Crow greets the Empress."

In front of him, a stunning young girl in imperial attire glanced at him expressionlessly.

"Hmm."

The young Empress nodded slightly, "It’s time. Prepare the formation."

As the spokesperson who had uttered the last sentence in the discussion, Night Crow breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the Empress hadn’t heard his earlier words or didn’t intend to pursue the matter?

In any case, feeling that he had narrowly escaped a disaster, he immediately lowered his head and responded.

"Yes!"

When he raised his head again, the Empress had already disappeared without a trace.

’Haaa~ The Empress’s teleportation ability is becoming more and more powerful. This time, I didn’t even sense the slightest premonition of her arrival...’

Fortunately, fortunately, the Empress didn’t pursue his earlier words.

Night Crow thought to himself, but then a faint voice drifted into his ears.

"Hmm... When I was at the age of this Demon Sect Holy Saint, indeed, my cultivation, mental acuity, and artifact were all inferior to him."

Hiss—

Cold sweat instantly dampened his clothes on his back.