Nan Jiaojiao's clear eyes instantly turned cold, with a hint of piercing killing intent lurking deep within.
She had declared that she would never return to the Killing Alliance, nor would she allow the people of the Killing Alliance to contact her.
In recent months, they kept breaking the rules. Did they think she had shed her beastly aura and started living like a human, so she had become easier to talk to?
Nan Jiaojiao directly hacked into the Killing Alliance's internal network, locking several core files. Destroying them? There was no need for that—she was just giving these idle people something to do.
Just as she was about to add another layer of encryption, Lang Hao sent her a private message.
"Please, Ancestor, my Little Princess, it was me seeking you out, just me, for a personal matter!"
