"Fuck you!"
Xiao Yi, with a ferocious cold smile on his face and eyes that seemed able to penetrate people's souls, stared deathly at Bai Xue.
This low roar, like thunder, was ear-splitting.
It made everyone's expressions in the hall change.
Especially Bai Xue's...
She bore the brunt of it.
Under Xiao Yi's intense gaze, Bai Xue trembled all over, large beads of cold sweat dripping down. Her lips turned a shade of pale, wanting to avoid his stare but finding her body as if it had been subjected to a Binding Spell, unable to move.
Yang Kun was the first to snap back to reality, his face dark as storm clouds, teeth clenched as he bellowed, "Xiao Yi, now the evidence is irrefutable, yet you refuse to confess. You even dare to be so insolent, do you really think I won't kill you?"
