"Y-yes," Qian Ya replied, her voice trembling as she cautiously distanced herself from Xia Wei. She had witnessed firsthand how Xia Wei's mood could undergo a complete 180-degree shift. She had always believed that Dai Qing held a special place in Xia Wei's heart, but seeing him ruthlessly crush Dai Qing's body without hesitation sent a shiver of fear down her spine.
This psychopath, he has truly changed. I take back everything I said before. The Xia Wei I knew would never harm a woman, or so I thought. Qian Ya's inner voice snapped with a mix of disbelief and horror, her gaze never leaving Xia Wei.
Simultaneously, a distortion in space materialized behind her. Qian Ya instinctively leaped backward, her hands infused with Qi as she prepared herself for any danger.
