A Ready-Made Bride

[Ding! Rival detected: Flender (a colossal sucker). Bind him?]

[Yu Xiaogang's resentment +]

[Yu Xiaogang's resentment +]

[Yu Xiaogang's resentment +]

Since when did Yu Xiaogang get so clever?

Qin Xuan paused. Was Xiaogang paranoid, or had he stumbled onto the truth by sheer luck? Somehow, he had guessed most of it.

Heh, heh, heh. Now this is interesting. I love it when people can't stand me but can't do a thing about it.

"Yu Xiaogang, I have to admit, you've got quite an imagination—and a serious persecution complex." Qin Xuan's expression remained calm. "But who gave you the nerve to lecture a Titled Douluo? Your father, Yu Yuanzhen?"

With that, Qin Xuan silently said, Bind him.

[Ding! Flender successfully bound as a rival.]

At the same moment, a vast wave of soul pressure swept toward Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang screamed and slammed flat onto the ground. His bones crackled as though they might be crushed at any moment, and he howled in pain.

"Xiaogang!" Flender wanted to help, but soul pressure had enveloped him too. He looked at Qin Xuan, and a single glance left him cold to the bone.

The shock in his eyes turned to fear.

Qin Xuan's richly dressed figure filled Flender's vision. His pupils trembled, and he hardly dared breathe.

For a moment, Flender seemed to forget how.

The man before him was no longer Qin Xuan, but a demon who had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

[Flender's fear +]

[Flender's fear +]

[Yu Xiaogang's resentment +]

[Yu Xiaogang's fear +]

Yu Luomian felt the pressure mount as well, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Qin Xuan's presence was far more overwhelming than that of his elder brother, Yu Yuanzhen.