Under the Golden Whip's restraint, Cheng Xuelan was still straining to free herself.
Dissatisfied with her resistance, Qin Ruan frowned, her eyes ablaze with a dangerous, cold and intimidating light.
She spoke curtly and coldly, "I have no time to waste with you. The less you struggle, the less you suffer."
Violence and cruelty raged in Cheng Xuelan's blood-filled eyes, her body emanating murderous intent.
With a grim face, the twin fires of her red eyes flared, "I have no grudge against you. Let me go, or you all will die!"
Qin Ruan didn't appreciate others threatening her life.
She reach out, grabbed Cheng Xuelan's hair and pulled her in close, the two women stared at each other, separated by inches.
The thick Evil Qi surrounding the other woman caused a slight ripple in Qin Ruan's heart, and she sneered, "Well, let's see who dares to aim for my life."
Her life is not something anyone can easily take away.
