Xiang Yu's eyes were as firm as mountains and as hot as fire. Although his cultivation base was far inferior, Wu Qi could feel a burning pain on the face under his gaze. Pointing at Yuji, who was suspended in midair, Xiang Yu said coolly, "Put her down. I want to ask her what all this is about."
Compared with the determined Xiang Yu, Huang Xie was a bit of a cunning old fox. With his hands on his belly, he smiled and said to Wu Qi, "I do love Yueyan, but if she is really a spy and has fooled me for more than two thousand years, then... I'll leave her at King of Dong Hai's discretion."
Huang Xie smiled lightheartedly, and the cruelty and ruthlessness between his words chilled those who heard him.
