Xiao Qing's face was expressionless, her voice cold as she said, "Little monk, release my sister quickly, and perhaps I might spare your life."
"What sister? Little girl, I do not understand what you are talking about," replied the abbot, but the fleeting shock that passed through the depths of his eyes did not escape Xiao Qing's notice.
"You do not understand?" Xiao Qing smiled charmingly, then her smile vanished, and a towering aura erupted from her, pressing through the formation and causing the abbot to feel suffocated and to stumble back several steps.
Xiao Qing's sword-holding right hand made a light gesture in the air before her and she said, "I do not have the time to tangle with you, little monk. Quickly release my sister, or I will flood the Lei Feng Pagoda!"
"Hmph, what audacity. Who are you to make such threats? State your name!" the abbot said, clutching his chest in alarm but trying to appear calm on the surface.
