"What did you say... about Ye Jue?" Jun Wu Xie stood in front of Qiu Yun as her gaze swept over his face that had crumbled with panic, like an ice blade that had been unsheathed.
Qiu Yun could not stop trembling and the way he looked at her now was as if she was a devil who had crawled out from the depths of hell. He had never felt such unprecedented fear ever since his strength was considered high in the Upper Realm, when had he suffered something like this? If not for the vines supporting his body, he would have already fallen to the ground with his soft legs.
Faced with such horror, Qiu Yun could not even utter a single word out and he could only look at Jun Wu Xie with wide eyes filled with trepidation.
Jun Wu Xie raised her chin slightly as she narrowed her eyes that were filled with killing intent.
