Just at that moment, Green Concubine's voice came through. Beiting Huang's hand paused slightly. She couldn't deny her fear of Ming Xiu; that man was truly a lunatic. If he were to truly invoke the heaven-sent blood contract, Beiting Huang would find her soul dissipating. Even if she had the courage to endure ten thousand years of soul dispersal, Yan Ye certainly did not have the heart to face her destruction once again.
"This damned woman, not killing her during the pill refining conference was the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life!" Beiting Huang was not one to blame herself, but even she couldn't help feeling a bit agitated now.
