"Spare me, my lord, please!"
Yue Xiaoqian's voice was trembling. It was only now that she realized this man was not someone she could afford to provoke.
At this moment, Elder Zhai was also completely bewildered.
Having not seen him for several years, how had Xue An become so formidable?
"I've said that no one will leave here alive tonight!"
As he spoke, Xue An prepared to exert pressure with his foot, and Yue Xiaoqian screamed in terror.
"My lord, please spare me, spare my life. I am from the Wangui Sect. If you kill me, you will never have peace in the future."
At this time, Elder Zhai also said, "Xiao An, it's fine to kill this person, but her backing from the Wangui Sect is very troublesome to provoke."
Xue An smiled faintly, "I have a habit, the less advisable it is to provoke, the more I want to try."
With that, he pressed down with his foot.
Crack.
Yue Xiaoqian's head was crushed to pieces.
Elder Zhai had not expected Xue An to be so decisively murderous.
