Mu Yunlan's heart surged with emotion, but her facial expression appeared unchanged on the surface.
Even as she stood far away on the sidelines, she seemed uninterested in getting caught up in the whirlwind concerning Qin Qing.
Qin Qing withdrew his gaze, and among the crowd, many passed him looks of anger and pity, such as Mo Liangsong, the swordsmanship prodigy from the Mo household, whose eyes were fraught with conflict as if he wanted to stand up and share Qin Qing's enmity, but he was held back by someone next to him.
There was also Ouyang Rou, who actually had a fairly good relationship with Qin Qing.
It was just that Qin Qing had been solely focused on Mu Yunlan, so he had no interest in getting close to others.
"Qin Qing, meet your death!"
Suddenly, Shangguan Feixing let out a low shout, and in the next moment, stepped forward, sweeping his palm towards Qin Qing.
