Jing Qiu was drowning in despair. Yet, hearing what Xue Ying said, she was surprised.
Before this, Xue Ying had been hiding his breath. The many years of effort put into understanding the laws of nature had already allowed him to change complexity into simplicity. Thus, nobody had given a second thought to this ordinary black-haired young man. At this moment, however, with everyone being in a life or death situation, he did not hold back his power any longer. Xue Ying’s entire demeanor became many times more frightening than before, as sharp as a blade and ready to unleash his power unto the enemy at a moment’s notice.
This normally hidden sharpness automatically made others feel jittery when released.
