"No one can threaten me yet. Those who want to threaten me are all dead."
Su Qing laughed coldly. Killing intent flashed in her eyes. This person had challenged her bottom line. In her eyes, he was already a dead man.
"Young Lady, you have such a big tone?"
That person did not put Su Qing in his eyes at all. He raised his head and laughed loudly. He lowered his head and looked at Su Qing mockingly as if he was looking at a bit of lamb who was overestimating its strength and shouting at a tiger.
Seeing his smug look, Su Qing's pretty face turned cold as she raised her hand, and a sleeve arrow flew up. The sleeve arrow she designed had a long range and great power. It flew towards the traitor with a whistling sound.
Hui Ren, who was about to force Su Qing to hand over the snow lotus, heard the sound of the wind and dodged. The sleeve arrow missed his throat and hit his left shoulder. The pain made him scream and fall to the ground.
