"You don't trust me," Zhao Ming lifted his body in the air, dark purplish and obsidian energy encircled his body, spiralling from top to bottom. Xuan Cheng for the second time witnessed his Qi energy. Her heart stopped for a second, and as she inhaled deeply, her unwanted episode of fear returned.
"I...know I must trust you, after everything you have done for my grandmother, but I can't feign a facade of dishonest trust." Xuan Cheng stammered, if her servants especially Li Quan and Li Jiu were to see her like that, they would be so astonished that they wouldn't be able to accept if the person was the poison master they knew.
They were the only ones who had seen her art of cultivation in full swing when she fought for those young girls and fought against all those evil cultivators leaving them in a state that would make the Evil Lord helpless to comprehend if those minions of his ever existed.
