Jun Wu Yao's words immediately made Luo Qingcheng's face turn extremely pale in an instant. She clenched teeth tightly and continued looking at him.
He did not recognize her?
He actually said that he did not know her!
Luo Qingcheng's face had turned a deathly shade of white as she glared at him coldly, like a glacier that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years.
Ren Huang who stood by the side had already been sweating non-stop, Luo Qingcheng had released an oppressive pressure that he had a hard time resisting, and Jun Wu Yao seemed to have taken relish in angering Luo Qingcheng again and again.
Luo Qingcheng took in a deep breath as she tried to suppress the feeling of vomiting blood.
