Chapter 587

• A spark of glee flashed inside Shui Ling’er. Verify my ass—the Void Grounds were about to close. No one could enter the third trial anymore. As soon as Sullivan turned to do the verification, she’d bolt.
• He wouldn’t skip the verification just to chase her.
• Her plan seemed perfect, but before she could celebrate, Sullivan murmured, voice low and chilling, “Cousin, keep an eye on this little pill-thief bird. A monk can run, but his temple stays put. If its master dumps it, we’ll roast it. I’ve never tried grilled bird, especially a rare-blooded Thunder Phoenix.”