"Do you want to die?"
Dan Taiyuan squinted. A gust of cold and chilling wind began to rise.
Lou Qianxue's face also turned sullen. She held Dan Taiyuan's arm and softly said, "Let me do it."
However…
Hei Song, the oldest person in the Qingshui Villa and the one with the highest level of cultivation, stepped forward first. "Young Master, Qing Wu offended the Xie Family and her death is insufficient to make up for it. But Young Mistress is your biological sister. How could you be so merciless?"
Hei Song did not have a family. Although Xia Qingying was arrogant and willful, he had watched her grow up.
"Grandpa Hei." Xia Qingying looked up at him in anticipation.
Hei Song sighed. A determined look appeared on his face. Then, he looked at the battle stage. "Middle-tier power, Qingshui Villa. I would like to seek advice from the Southeastern Xie Mansion."
