"You don't understand?" Shen Yanxiao's mouth raised a smile, but her eyes were full of coldness.
"When I entered the second floor of the Pure Spirit Tower to cultivate, Shui Ling should have made a lot of trouble for An Ran, right? Qie Er, why did you stand by and do nothing? Why did you let Shui Ling bully An Ran? That day, Shui Ling took An Ran away. As far as I know, there were five of them, and An Ran was alone. I believe only a fool would believe that was a spar."
Shen Yanxiao paused, slowly got up, and walked towards Qie Er.
Qie Er's face instantly became extremely ugly. He looked nervously at Shen Yanxiao.
"What do you want to do?"
"What do I want? Qie Er, why are you so afraid? I believe that General He Xu has already told you that I am just a weak red elf. Why are you, a strong black elf, afraid?" Shen Yanxiao walked in front of Qie Er and looked down at Qie Er who was sitting on the chair. Her eyes were filled with a nasty light.
