Duanmu Rou's words immediately caught Yan Sheng's attention. A cold smile flashed across his eyes.
Yan Xi had basically handed her head on a platter to him.
He glanced at the disciple who had fallen to the ground. There was a bright footprint on his chest.
Yan Sheng tried his best to suppress the smile on his face as he said sternly, "Yan Xi, you've fought in private and hurt someone from the family. This is a violation of the family rules. What do you have to say? "
Under everyone's gaze, Yan Xi could not deny it this time.
Yan Zhongshan had always hated those who bullied their own kind in private. Yan Xi was courting death!
Yan Xi, who was called out by him, looked over coldly. A sharp light flashed in her intimidating black eyes, and no fear could be found.
