Lu Feng coldly glared at Fu Qingqing without saying a word, staring until she began to feel uneasy inside.
Lu Feng had not forgotten how she had previously tried to seize and search his soul. He took his brotherhood with Tang Yuan into consideration, but whether Fu Qingqing would likewise care about the bond between him and Tang Yuan was another matter entirely.
Recklessly removing the restrictions of the Pao Xi Dragon Control Art could very well mean meeting a violent death the very next moment.
Moreover, given his current state, even if he wished to lift them, he could not completely remove all those restrictions.
When he had used the Pao Xi Dragon Control Art, in the midst of his fury, he had casually fused several strands of Black Smoke Murderous Intent into those restrictions.
Seeing Lu Feng hesitate, Fu Qingqing said coldly, "The restrictions you planted in my body can no longer threaten me. Keeping them is pointless. After my soul bond with your brother, either of our deaths will implicate the other. Torturing me means torturing him. Hurry up and remove them."
Lu Feng glanced at Tang Yuan. Seeing that the latter did not state much of an opinion, he said to Fu Qingqing, "And if I refuse?"
"You!" Fu Qingqing was so furious that even the tip of her nose seemed to lift higher. She clenched her fists, unable to suppress her rage.
"Old Lu~" Tang Yuan could not quite bear it, but considering the murderous move Fu Qingqing had rashly made before, he could not bring himself to persuade Lu Feng too strongly.
Although their fates were now bound together, truthfully speaking, his trust in and understanding of Fu Qingqing remained exceedingly shallow. He shared the same concerns Lu Feng had.
Without the slightest reservation,