Chu Zhihe extended a finger, gently wiping the blood on her lips, the crimson blood contrasting eerily with her fair finger.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother, I really am fine now!"
Qi Zhiyuan's heart trembled violently, his tone somewhat fierce as he said, "Junior Sister, how about I just go kill Yi Wushuang?"
The reason he spoke this way was to test her!
The backlash of the Power of Marriage was invisible, yet it could influence one's disposition from the root, something she might not even be aware of herself.
"Yi Wushuang, he's nothing but a worthless wretch, isn't he? If you kill him, Senior Brother, you might instead fall into a trap," Chu Zhihe said slowly.
Qi Zhiyuan showed no sign of relaxation and continued to ask, "What about Yi Mingshu? This person has used all kinds of means to suppress our Tao Vein, and even wants his son to ascend to the position of Sect Leader."
"If he doesn't die, he is surely the greatest scourge for Tiange."
