"Yue Yaya, chop off her hand! Even if you spare her, I will not." Yun Shangyuan's deep voice transmitted through.
Daring to use a hidden weapon on his woman, this time, he was definitely not going to let her off easily.
Upon hearing Yun Shangyuan's words, Feng Yueya hesitated for a moment, then still drew the long sword from her waist.
"Since you don't want to do it, let me do it for you."
Watching her raise the sword, Du Lilan was so frightened that she turned pale and hastily cried out for help.
"Great Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Brother, save me, save me!"
Her invocation of these two names, instead of helping, reminded Feng Yueya of the humiliating days of the past.
A sharp gleam flashed through her eyes, and the long sword swooshed down...
At the same moment, Lan Jiaying's figure swiftly dashed over, attempting to stop Feng Yueya's action.
"Boom—" A green light wave struck, forcing Lan Jiaying to retreat back forcibly.
