Spare him? Or his life? Beiting Huang sneered. She had never done such a thing before. In her previous life and this life, she had lived well because she did not forgive people she should not.
If she forgave a person who had a divine beast and led a team of more than 20 people to surround her, would she still be Beiting Huang? Would she still be the Phoenix in her previous life?
The grass on the grave would have probably grown as tall as a human, right?
"'Finished quickly'?" Beiting Huang's evil smile sounded on the mountain path like a hurricane sweeping across the mountain path. "I've long said that your father gave you this name and it's not good. Who can you blame? Wan Dekuai, spare you? What if I was the one who lost today? What will you do?"
Stepping on Wan Dekuai's shoulder, Beiting Huang's exquisite chin shone like jade in this dark space. Her red lips slowly curled into a beautiful arc and she looked terrifying.
