Gu Zhiqi listened and raised an eyebrow, "Alright, you make the move."
Su Yunling's gaze carried a hint of genuine amusement.
At that moment, a voice sounded in their ears, "Capture both of them alive, cripple their cultivation level, I want to throw the wench into a group of men!"
"No, throw her into a group of beasts and let her boyfriend watch."
Bian Xingyuan suddenly changed his mind and yelled two sentences to the ancient martial artists under him, his tone tinged with madness. After speaking, he seemed to imagine the scene of humiliating Gu Zhiqi, laughing maniacally on his own.
Su Yunling listened to him, and the amusement in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by endless coldness.
Before several ancient martial artists from the Bian Family approached, an aura of pressure emanated from Su Yunling, making it impossible for the martial artists to come close.
