Is this your final trump card"Under this intense pressure, Jun Xiaoyao's white clothes rustled and swayed, clinging to his slender frame.His eyes, too, rarely showed a rare trace of solemnity.His brow...Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

She covered her burning cheek with her hand, staring at Jun with disbelief.

Jun brandished his sword, his face dark and grim, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Sword-wielding young master, you hit me" Lan Qingya said incredulously.

Feeling her cheeks swelling gradually, Lan Qingya felt as if she were dreaming.ation."Zhou Mu also said coldly, "Take this back!"Having said that, Zhou Mu also turned and left.As she departed, Luoluo cast a lingering glance at Jun Xiaoyao.Then Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and nodd...