Xiao Hua took a step forward as Li Hanjing's complexion turned ashen but they were still too slow compared to Yu Dong who lunged at Wu Qingyun with a guttural snarl.
She gripped the front of the former's shirt then ignoring the gasps and sudden exclamation of the others she lifted Wu Qingyun until the latter was nose to nose with her with a threatening sneer she whispered.
