"Put those dog eyes of yours away!"
His calm voice echoed beside everyone's ears.
The moment his voice rang out—
"Clang—"
A brilliant sword light suddenly flared.
A terrifying sword intent shot into the heavens. A razor-sharp gleam of sword light seemed capable of slicing through space itself, and its fierce intent reverberated around the crowd, bringing with it an overwhelming pressure...
Hm?
What was happening?
Faxiang, Zeng Shushu, and the others looked up in confusion.
They saw Wang Quan Yan, who had originally sheathed his sword, suddenly raise the Sovereign Sword in his arms. A sliver of its blade emerged from the scabbard, and terrifying sword intent spread out...
Wang Quan Yan looked at Li Xun indifferently.
He had never thought much of this man from the original story to begin with. Now that he saw Li Xun staring so blatantly at Lu Xueqi, he naturally felt even more displeased.
"You..."
Li Xun's expression shifted slightly.
Only now did he notice that Lu Xueqi's hand was tightly clasped in Wang Quan Yan's. He immediately understood the nature of their relationship.
"Swish!"
A sharp sword intent flashed.
Li Xun's face instantly turned pale.
Tears slid down from his eyes. He only felt as though a terrifying sword light had stabbed into them, making it difficult for him to keep them open.
"Watch your eyes."
"If it happens again, don't blame me for being rude!"
Wang Quan Yan spoke calmly.
At this moment—
The people around them finally understood what had happened.
Lu Xueqi stood behind Wang Quan Yan.
Her expression was cold as she looked at Li Xun with undisguised disgust in her eyes...
Someone like this—
Was worthy of being Incense Valley's chief disciple?
Or was everyone in Incense Valley this sort of trash?!
"Amitabha."
Faxiang of Tianyin Temple