Zhao Yanzi, who was crying, froze for a moment when she saw the dagger in Little White's mouth. She picked up the big ice block from Hao Ren's hand and studied the dagger that was frozen inside.
Standing a dozen meters behind Hao Ren, Duan Yao was astonished and didn't know what to do next.
Although her sword techniques were more powerful, and her realm was greater, Duan Yao's experience in the world was limited as well.
Experienced cultivators would have discarded their dharma treasures and fled, but she stood where she was, staring at Hao Ren and Zhao Yanzi in a daze.
"I'm not dead…" Understanding this important point, Zhao Yanzi looked down at her chest and saw that her clothes were intact. She stood up and glared at Duan Yao. "You said that you won't use your last name if you don't kill me, right?"
Alarmed, Duan Yao looked at her while she backed off involuntarily.
