"I'm out? Haha, Qian Jiyun, what was the point of putting me in your space? In the end, you still had to let me out. Haha, Qian Jiyun, listen, you want to keep that old immortal An Tu's... ah!"
Before the words were finished, An Jiuyue beside Qian Jiyun directly struck the mentor's chest with a wave of demonic energy.
The mentor, who had spent a lifetime on Huayan Peak, had never encountered demonic energy before and was struck with unbearable pain, more excruciating than the torment from the poison before.
"You two..."
He never thought these two would be so straightforward, beating him as they wished without a moment's hesitation.
"If you dare curse my old man again, I'll make all twelve hours of the day feel like agony in your bones!" An Jiuyue spoke sinisterly, urging him to test how many times he could curse her dear old father.
"You..."
The mentor came to his senses, enduring the pain in his chest, looking at An Jiuyue.
