The instant Heize Pei was locked onto by the Soul-Collecting Mirror, he sensed that something was wrong. Just as he was about to shout a rebuke, the words that came out turned into a howl. A mass of purple Exotic Flame had locked onto him along with the Soul-Collecting Mirror. The flame had already burrowed into his body and begun to burn, causing such agony that he could not utter a single complete sentence.
Heize Pei's two female attendants were badly startled. They wanted to save their young master, but they simply could not get close to the Soul-Collecting Mirror. The two exchanged a glance. One attacked Yunxi directly, while the other swept her sleeve and released a distress flare.
Yunxi sat steadily upon a jade stool. Though Difei beside her looked frail and delicate, she was not truly weak. With a casual wave of her hand, she sent the charging attendant flying and looked utterly disdainful.
Still, she turned to Yunxi and said:
"Ranxi, even if you're venting my anger for me, don't kill Heize Pei. Otherwise, there'll be some trouble."
Yunxi gave Difei a faint smile.
"Don't worry. This time, not only will I vent your anger, the Heize Family will have to thank us as well. I'll make sure you keep both your substance and your face. Just stand on my side and watch the show."
Seeing how certain Yunxi was, Difei blinked and put her worries to rest. Others might not know this woman's capabilities, but she knew them very well. She would simply sit back and wait to see the Heize Family make fools of themselves.
During their brief exchange, the attendant who had been sent flying had already climbed back up. This time, she had learned her lesson and did not dare attack Difei