It was her?
Her mind was calm and steady because she knew that ultimately, Han Rong couldn’t hurt her?
She struck the blow? How did she move her hand?
When they had struck Han Rong with a blow, they felt the spiritual breath in his body as if it had withered, and the spiritual power was lost in an instant. With his spiritual power working at its hardest, it was impossible to control the flying sand dragon with that fatal blow.
But how did she do that? How did she make Han Rong lose his spiritual energy in an instant? They didn’t see her make a move…..
“Pffft!”
Blood spurted out of Han Rong’s mouth as he endured the immense pain coursing through his body and stood up. His face was pale as a result from the blow, his body trembled and his footsteps were staggered.
Feeling the loss of spiritual energy in his body and his spiritual breath disappearing completely, he couldn’t help but look in shock at the figure in red, his heart turbulent like a wave, unable to calm down.
Could it be that something abnormal had happened to his body? When his energy was being released, she had already done something? Could it be that she wasn’t messing around or making fun of him, and she had already made plans early on to deal with him?
She knew that he wouldn’t have been able to suppress his anger and would come to look for her to settle the score, she had calculated that he would come to kill her! Had she also calculated that in the end he would lose his spiritual power and be unable to hurt her?
Good calculation! He had walked into her trap every step of the way without him knowing, she wanted to get rid of him!
After today, would Ah Ze let him stay? Impossible!
The pressure and airflow in the sky dissipated and drifted into the air, disappearing. Below, the airflow in the air also gradually dissipated and the pressure spread out. The quiet eyes of Feng Jiu who stood there looked at Han Rong who was staring at her in shock. The corners of her lips lifted and revealed an evil and charming cold smile.
Almost as soon as the chilly smile appeared on her lips, the red figure flashed across quickly towards Han Rong holding him by his throat and lifted him up against a tree.
“Want to kill me?”
Han Rong’s eyes narrowed as his throat was pinched, he was completely devoid of strength and unable to to retaliate as she lifted him up against the tree. He had wanted to kill her the moment before and he thought that he would be able to kill her, who knew, the scenario had been turned around.
“A mere servant dare act like the Lord of the mansion? At first I thought you were a smart person, but I obviously overestimated you.”
A cold voice spoke, the hand clasped the throat tightened. She smiled as she looked at his narrowed eyes. She tossed him some distance away, in front of Xuanyuan Mo Ze who had been standing there for some time.
“I won’t take care of him, since he belongs to you, then you handle him!”
Against someone who wanted to take her life, she usually never kept them alive. If this man didn’t belong to Xuanyuan Mo Ze, she would have broken his neck earlier on.
Xuanyuan Mo Ze stood there with Gray Wolf and Shadow One behind him as they witnessed everything that had just happened. Gray Wolf’s heart was still pounding, it was unbelievable.
At this time, when he looked at the injured Han Rong whom Feng Jiu had thrown in front of the Lord awaiting his punishment, his heart slowed and he looked at the Lord involuntarily.
Not only had Han Rong watched the Lord grow up, but he had also once saved the Lord and his mother. Otherwise, his status in the residence wouldn’t have been so special.
Now that he had offended the Lord, what would the Lord do to him?
