Before the members of the Fan Clan could rush over, Qiao Mu appeared before Fan Qiuhe in a flash.
The Startled Swan Dagger darted out from her conscious pool, and she swiftly pressed it against Fan Qiuhe's throat with a thread of her spiritual conscious.
"Just as trashy as before." Qiao Mu paced before him and looked askance at the several Fan Clan juniors who wanted to charge over.
She waved her hand at them and threatened,
"If you guys dare come over, I'll slit open his throat right now. It'll be a 'piu,' and spray out oh so much blood."
The Fan Clan juniors goggled at this little lady, feeling that her present innocent expression was mixed together with a frightening aura.
And maybe inexplicably in a bit of a morbid state…
She meant what she said! Everyone's chest instantly tightened.
