"Are you threatening me?" A cold light flashed in Beiting Huang's eyes as she raised the flexible sword in her hand high. Trying to intimidate her with the four great families? He was simply tired of living. Dongfang Jiao was a smart person, but he actually called her an idiot. The killing intent on Beiting Huang's body, which had originally faded, was now so strong that it had become tangible.
"No, that's not it!" Dongfang Jiao was shocked. He felt the strong killing intent from Beiting Huang and was shocked. How many people had this little guy killed? Was he really going to kill her?
