"Or else what? You're going to kill me?"
With his head held high, Han Yu looked towards Song Jiaqi with cold eyes, not bothering to conceal the murderous aura emanating from his body.
As a former King of Soldiers level martial artist, the killing intent Han Yu radiated was something ordinary people couldn't withstand.
Just one glance was enough to send Song Jiaqi's mind into violent tremors, her body shaking uncontrollably, and she wet herself.
"You..."
"You..."
With her teeth chattering, Song Jiaqi wanted to talk tough, but after seeing those ferocious eyes, she just couldn't get the words out.
She felt like Han Yu was a wild beast that had been starving for a long time, staring her down, as if he would pounce and tear her apart at any moment.
Whether it was out of fear from Han Yu's beating or the devouring look in his eyes, Song Jiaqi scrambled behind Zhou Rui, burying her head there.
Zhou Rui was also taken aback by Han Yu at this moment.
