Xiao Zhan: Yun Yun, you wouldn't want anything to happen to the Misty Cloud Sect, would you?

"I told you, I won't kill you!"

Seeing that Yun Yun had no fear of death, a flicker of admiration crossed Xiao Zhan's eyes.

A woman like this was worth conquering.

Only when he saw Yun Yun struggling for breath in his grip did Xiao Zhan slowly release her throat.

"Cough, cough..."

Yun Yun collapsed onto the ground and coughed violently, her beautiful face flushed crimson as she gulped down air.

Then, seeing her exposed, snow-white skin, Yun Yun hurriedly took a garment from her Storage Ring and draped it over herself, staring coldly at Xiao Zhan.

"Would you really rather die than marry me?"

Xiao Zhan crouched down and pinched Yun Yun's fair, smooth chin, his voice indifferent.

Yun Yun twisted her head, but lacked the strength to break free. She merely stared coldly at Xiao Zhan, expressing her resistance in silence.

A cold smile curled Xiao Zhan's lips. "Do you think that means I really have no way to deal with you?"

As he spoke, Xiao Zhan slowly released Yun Yun. "Don't forget, three Elders of your Misty Cloud Sect are still in my hands."

Yun Yun's expression changed, and her gaze grew even colder. "What have you done to them?"

Though she did not fear death, she could not bear the thought of the three Elders dying because of her.

Those three Elders were pillars of the Misty Cloud Sect.

If they died here, it would be an enormous loss for the sect.

"Don't worry. I haven't killed them. Those three old bastards are tough to kill. They're still clinging to their last breath." Seeing Yun Yun finally grow anxious, Xiao Zhan's lips curved into a smile.

Yun Yun immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But then Xiao Zhan said, "I was going to spare their miserable