She was very beautiful, with a graceful figure.
Duanmu Huixue was filled with shame and anger; she wanted to kill Qin Hao, wanted to tear him to pieces, wanted to subject him to all the tortures of the human world.
Qin Hao looked on lightly and said, "You have one more chance, will you speak or not?"
Duanmu Huixue's pretty face flushed red, a sliver of fear and panic flickered in her eyes as she looked at Qin Hao: "What do you intend to do?"
"What do you think I'm planning to do? There's no need for this, as long as you speak, nothing will happen, I promise I won't punish you further."
"Don't expect to get any information from my mouth." Duanmu Huixue had held out until now; if she spoke now, all previous efforts would be in vain.
Qin Hao: "Do you really think I won't do anything to you?"
Hearing his words, Duanmu Huixue felt a twinge of fear in her heart: "You... you'd better not mess around, or the entire Skyfire Dynasty will be buried with you."
