Shen Yaowei was furious. With a raise of her hand, a majestic spiritual power turned into a spiritual fire talisman. With a sweep of the sky, circular arcs of flame spread out and bombarded the killers, forcing them to take a few steps back.
"Who asked you to touch my mother?" Shen Yaowei's eyes were bloodthirsty as she questioned coldly.
These killers went straight for her mother's corpse. Clearly, they had come prepared. In addition, they were well-trained and had extraordinary strength. The person controlling them behind them was very likely the culprit who caused her mother's early death!
"Kill her. Don't delay the mission!" The lead killer ordered and pounced on Shen Yaowei.
With a sneer, Shen Yaowei raised her hand and swung it. The long whip hidden in her sleeve shot out like a spirit snake and slapped the leader killer's face.
