Marshal Junwei was shocked. He felt a wave of killing intent hit him in the face, and he instantly felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The chill that penetrated into his soul made him instantly wake up. In the face of absolute power, where was the room for his choice? where was the room for him to consider?
young master Yunxiao, let's talk this out. I will definitely handle this matter properly. Miss du will make her a concubine! Marshal Junwei shouted.
The killing intent stagnated for a moment, as if water had flooded his nostrils. If it rose a little more, he would have died.
Marshal Junwei was drenched in sweat, and his heart was filled with horror. Back then, Yunxiao's cultivation base was far inferior to his, but his combat strength was above his. He had been cultivating diligently in the past few years, and his strength was no longer the same as before, but he suddenly found that the gap between them had grown even wider.
