The fact that Fang Xing had hidden the metal ring so well in his hair—coupled with the abnormal expression on his face—caused Feng Qingwei to be suspicious of the ring’s true purpose. She felt that the item Shixiong Xiao Jianming was looking for was most certainly within.
Fang Xing’s eyes shifted back and forth. "If it’s not in there, what are you going to do?"
Feng Qingwei looked towards Xiao Jianming before nodding and showing a cold smile. "If it’s not in there, then I will have wrongly accused you. But if it is there… heh, no matter how large the Qing-Yun Sect is, it will no longer have a place for you!"
Fang Xing’s gaze hardened as he looked to her. "No matter how sharp your teeth or how clever your words may be right now, when it’s my turn to search you…." He smirked with clear provocative intentions.
