A bossy old woman had come, how could he not be angry in his heart?
And now, she even threatened him?
The woman in palace clothes looked stunned, disbelief written all over her face as she gazed at Qi Yuan. "Honored one, I merely wanted to dissolve our grudges for your talents and spare your life, but you seem to be foolish and unaware of it!
Very well, Blood-cloaked Sword God, I will report back to Envoy Ye Qiong exactly what you said today!"
Having said this, the woman in palace attire entered the fairy carriage.
She was filled with desire to kill, but unfortunately she was not a match for the Blood-cloaked Sword God. Otherwise, with her temperament, she would have attacked directly.
Of course, when she got back, she would make sure to embellish the events to Envoy Ye Qiong.
By then, the Blood-cloaked Sword God would be as good as dead.
At this point, all in Zisu who had seen this, as well as the monks in the infancy stage, were shocked and talking among themselves.
