The two-headed man was unaware of the events outside the Outer District. All he saw was Han Fei delivering a message, followed by the gardener's thunderous rage.
He had indeed planned to use the life of the Dancer as leverage against the gardener, and so he subconsciously thought it was an ally who had acted prematurely, "Since things have come to this point, I won't hide it anymore. You must return to that skyscraper and offer your flowers to the Divine Spirit, otherwise we will torment the Dancer with the cruelest means imaginable."
"How dare you?!" The gardener, now reduced to a single head, spoke with remarkable defiance. She was thoroughly enraged, and countless fine blood vessels extended from her neck. At this moment, the entire mansion seemed to have become part of the gardener's body, with all the plants becoming extensions of her being.
"What kind of power is this?"
