The Poison Dragon sneered at her. "Palace Lord Yun, do you still want to fight me again?"
Yun Shuang's face was pale, but her eyes were as firm as knives. "Fight!"
The Poison Dragon admired the flesh on his iron hook and narrowed his eyes. "Palace Lord Yun, why bother? Anyway, Yun Lin isn't your biological son. As long as you're willing to submit to the lord, the main guild might agree to let you live."
Yun Shuang panted heavily. "That old thief Xiahou Yi is not worthy!"
Poison Dragon sneered. "Palace Lord Yun, your actions… make me unable to have tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex."
Ji Minglou's expression darkened. The moment Yun Shuang attacked him, he suddenly slapped the Poison Dragon.
The Poison Dragon moved from the corner of his eye and sneered. He flipped sideways and gave up his position.
