In this temporarily constructed dark space, only the viscous silence of the Eternal Night Territory remained, along with the faint purple-blue flames of Thunder leaping from Fang Qingyu's hand, illuminating three distinctly different faces.
Fang Qingyu's expression looked incredibly grave under the lightning.
Jiang Wei's small figure had silently and noiselessly positioned itself at a side position behind the Corpse Wolf Blood Kiss. Her clear Eyes of Melting Gold were as icy as millennia-old ice at this moment. The small body emitted an intermittent yet space-devouring terrifying aura, completely locking any potential movement of the Corpse Wolf.
"You watch him."
Fang Qingyu's voice rang out in the dark territory, carrying a cold hardness akin to metal friction.
Jiang Wei didn't speak, only slightly nodding her little head ever so gently, her gaze solid as ice cones, pinned firmly to the back of the Corpse Wolf Blood Kiss.
