[Yue'er, my hands are itchy.] Shenlian Yinzhu spoke to his sister softly, but the malice behind his soft voice was hard to ignore.
[Yue, how about I kill him for you? You've won; hence, you don't have to fight with him again.] Jun Mu Yang suggested.
[Master, better kill him now.] Xie Xie and Xiao Lan spoke coldly.
[Master, I just brewed a tea. Why doesn't the master invite him to taste this tea?] Zhiyi gently smiled.
[Zhiyi, an hour ago, I saw that you borrowed poison from Xie Xie. Where is it now?] Huan Huan was puzzled.
Shenlian Yingyue: "…..."
Everyone: "..."
"By the way, do you carry some valuable items from the sea with you?" She suddenly asked with an expectation.
"No!" He denied.
Seeing her disappointment, he coughed slightly.
"I don't have any valuable items, but I have these." He took out several things from his space.
