The jade talisman glowed brightly as its hand was moving, pointing at Bu Fang.
At first, the Heavenly Spring's Saint Son saw the little chef, who could arise his murderous aura. Then, he saw a beautiful lady in black. She looked pretty but cold with her indifferent face. At first glance, she gave people a distant feeling as if she refused to make contact with people. It seemed she got wisps of dark air moving around her body.
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son saw her. Slowly, his eyes squinted. His mouth with the trickles of blood curved into a cold grin.
"Chu Changsheng, Chu Changsheng… The little chef you have offended me to protect wants to court death himself. What can you do? I don't think you would ignore the biggest taboo to continue to protect that brat!"
The Heavenly Spring's Saint Son turned excited, and his aura began to surge.
