"Come."
The voice had a sensual cadence to it, which made the other cultivator tremble in terror.
"No! Stay away from me!"
Jin Caihe vehemently shook his head as though wanting to block the voice that was making his body quiver from an unquenchable thirst.
With a flick of his finger, both sleeves of Jin Caihe was torn to shreds, from the force of the aura that was coming from Jin Tieguai. Fearful of what the other would do to him, the head teacher of the GuBaiJin sect broke free from the grasp of his student, running to the far end of the room, not that it would have mattered in any way, because there wasn't any corners to hide.
A boar shaped incense burner was burning by a small wooden table almost to the center of the room, there wasn't much in terms of personal items in the DianShu.
