Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
While Ji Fengyan held onto the broken sword, and looked at Ji Qingshang—who had already turned sheet white from the shock—with a smile, she took a step back nonchalantly and used the sword tip to sweep off the defensive amulet that had been stuck onto her shoulders without her knowing.
With her enlarged pupils, Ji Qingshang stared at Ji Fengyan as she panted heavily. Her gaze at Ji Fengyan was no longer that of jealousy; Instead, it was filled with terror and fear.
Everyone else who was in the study room was also stunned as Ji Fengyan had acted so fast just now that they did not even have any time to react.
In the instant just now, they had almost thought that Ji Qingshang was bound to die!
As everyone recollected themselves, Ji Fengyan’s lips continued to be smiling faintly. She reached out her hand to keep the defensive amulet and then took a glance at all the startled faces.
“Feng… Fengyan, you’re…” Ji Mubai’s expression also became unnatural and it filled his gaze with complicated looks when he looked at Ji Fengyan.
The sword in Ji Fengyan’s hands was withdrawn from his waist, yet he completely had no chance to stop her. Before he could react to her action, Ji Fengyan already had it in her hands.
“What are you doing?!” Ji Qiu, who had been staying calm all along suddenly hollered. With his straight brows furrowed tightly, he glared at Ji Fengyan while trying to control his anger.
Ji Fengyan tilted her head and looked at Ji Qiu, but she ignored his question. Instead, she looked at Ji Qingshang, whose limbs had weakened from the shock, and said with a smile, “Ji Qingshang, if that defensive amulet was a fake, your head would have already cracked open now.”
As Ji Fengyan said, she used her hand to mime a “brain cracking open”.
The image of her long and slender fingers moving was like a nightmare to Ji Qingshang. Almost instinctively, she moved back uncontrollably and her back was already covered in sweat.
Madwoman!
Ji Fengyan was practically a madwoman!
Ji Qingshang had not even dreamt that Ji Fengyan would be so extreme in her behaviour. Just now… she had almost died in the hands of this crazy woman just now!
Seeing Ji Qingshang’s face turn from white to ash, Ji Fengyan kept her gaze satisfiedly, then replied to Ji Qiu.
“Didn’t Ji Qingshang suspect that my defensive amulet was fake? I was just trying to prove the genuinity of this defensive amulet to her. Otherwise…” Ji Fengyan looked at Ji Qiu with a smile in her eyes, but the words that she said made people horrified.
“Does Eldest Uncle also want to try out whether this defensive amulet is fake?”
After she said that, the broken sword in her hands moved along with a twist of her wrist and drew a curve in midair. The cold light shone and made people one edge.
Ji Qiu’s face instantly darkened.
“No need,” he coldly blurted out these words but his eyes were filled with sinister as he stared straight at Ji Fengyan.
Ji Fengyan looked into Ji Qiu’s eyes without any fear and continued to say daringly, “Then may I trouble Eldest Uncle to tell me who this defensive amulet belongs to? Otherwise, to prove my innocence, I’ll have to test it on everyone. If Eldest Uncle does not want to try it personally…” Ji Fengyan’s eyes suddenly turned to Ji Mubai, who was standing at the side, “then it shouldn’t be a problem to let Ji Mubai replace you, right?”
