"Ahh!" As Isabella shouted in surprise, the Zhanlu Sword stopped just one millimeter away from Jiang Fei's scalp.
Drip.
Jiang Fei could feel sweat all over his face. He was definitely afraid at that moment. If Isaella had awakened just one fraction of a second later, and if the Zhanlu Sword had even scraped a bit of Jiang Fei's scalp, the Valium from the sword would have taken his life.
"Let go of it now!" Although Jiang Fei had barely survived, and his heart was still pounding, he was more worried about Isabella. After all, she was holding the Godblade's body with her bare hands.
"Husband, I'm sorry…" Isabella said with tears in her eyes.
"It's alright. Please loosen your grip now!" Jiang Fei thought Isabella was apologizing for nearly hurting him.
