"Zhan Jianxue!"
Zhan Wuya stared at the pink figure on the tree as he roared angrily, "It seems that this period of imprisonment hasn't taught you to restrain yourself. Not only are you usually arrogant and domineering in the clan, but you're also so outrageous outside. Are you trying to ruin the reputation of the War God Clan?!"
After knowing each other for many years, this was the first time Zhan Wuya had revealed such a stern expression towards Zhan Xue.
Zhan Jianxue was so angry that her face flushed.
"Zhan Wuya!"
