Meizhuang seemed to have guessed Quan Dean's thoughts. She laughed lightly. "Thinking of joining forces to get rid of me? Since I dared to come, naturally I'm not afraid of you." She turned gracefully on the spot and said to Hu Xiaotian, "Do you recognize this suit of Phoenix Armor?"
Although Hu Xiaotian was still smiling, his smile had grown strained. Of course he recognized it. This suit of Phoenix Armor belonged to Qin Yutong.
Madam Meizhuang said, "I'll give you a choice. Kill Quan Dean and hand those two skulls over to me, and I'll spare Qin Yutong's life!"
Quan Dean's heart sank, and his gaze filled with wariness as he looked at Hu Xiaotian. Under Meizhuang's threats, Hu Xiaotian might actually do it. After all, his life meant nothing to Hu Xiaotian.
Hu Xiaotian kept his eyes fixed on Meizhuang the entire time. He sighed softly. "You really are despicable!"
Madam Meizhuang smiled seductively. "Despicable women are the lovable ones."
Hu Xiaotian looked at her with contempt. "There isn't a single lovable thing about you from head to toe. A pretentious old woman-no wonder no man likes you."
That remark touched Madam Meizhuang's reverse scale. Meizhuang shouted sharply, "Hu Xiaotian, do you truly not care whether Qin Yutong lives or dies?"
Hu Xiaotian said, "You're a fickle woman. Even if I did as you ordered, you still wouldn't spare Miss Qin. If anything happened to her, I could only kill you to avenge her. Rather than wait until then, I might as well act now. I do have a few ways of forcing the truth out of you."
Madam Meizhuang said coldly, "You think you can do it?"
"Then let's find out!" Before Hu Xiaotian finished speaking, he had already charged at Meizhuang, striking without the slightest hesitation.