"What do you think you are? Daring to demand my brother to take his own life?"
Xiao Yi's voice emerged from inside the War God Temple.
Clad in black, his hair fluttering in the wind, his tall and straight figure was like a sword piercing the sky. On his handsome face, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, drawing a sinister smile.
The moment he appeared, he drew the attention of everyone present.
Sha Bolian's expression changed slightly, her eyebrows furrowed as she stared at Xiao Yi. Her cool voice was unusually pleasant to the ear, "Who are you? Do you know my identity as the Sha? Daring to speak to me in this manner, are you not afraid of death?"
