Tan Yaozheng did not struggle incessantly as she had last time. Her toes hung an inch above the floor, and the calm gaze she fixed on Zhang Yuan held a trace of ice.
"Let go."
Tan Yaozheng's lips did not move, yet a mighty, solemn voice rang through the Golden Carriage, as though issuing Zhang Yuan an order.
"Huh? So arrogant? Zhang Yuan, don't listen to her," Chi Guanguan said in surprise.
"Exactly! She keeps following us. She might be a spy sent by the South Sea Dragon Clan. In this dragon's opinion, we should beat her up and throw her out!" Ao Xiu nodded.
Zhang Yuan took their advice. Rather than releasing her, he drew on the Sword Qi within the [Lamp-Lighting Oil-Adding Pill], coating the hand gripping Tan Yaozheng's neck with it, and tightened his grip slightly.
Sensing a mortal threat, Great Heng's national fortune erupted from her body. Yet while it could handle ordinary divine abilities and spells, against Sword Qi that could cleave through anything, it was like paper, shattering in an instant without accomplishing a thing.
The Sword Qi sliced through her skin, and drops of blood seeped through the gaps between his hand and her neck.
Zhang Yuan's gaze was as calm as a deep abyss. Looking Tan Yaozheng in the eye, he said:
"Are you threatening me?"
As Tan Yaozheng looked into Zhang Yuan's tranquil eyes, she had no doubt that if she dared nod once or utter a single yes, he would snap her neck instantly.
So arrogant?
Wasn't he supposed to have no backing? Where did he get the confidence to act so brazenly?
Could that person have deceived me?
Tan Yaozheng reined in the chill in her eyes and no longer demanded that Zhang Yuan release her. With a thought,