Since Chen Muxue awoke, she had maintained a calm demeanor, but the moment Master Yin used Xiaohua as a threat against her, a ripple finally appeared.
The young Xiaohua looked a bit disheveled at this moment, with a large handprint swelling high on her face and her hair in a complete mess.
Even more unkempt than back at the Qian Ding Sect...
Recalling the day the Qian Ding Sect was attacked by Xiao Feng, Chen Muxue's eyes grew cold once more.
"I advise you not to harbor any sinister thoughts." Chen Muxue spoke in a flat tone at this time, free of any fluctuations, a stark contrast to her previous frantic demeanor.
Never mind Xiaohua, even Master Yin, who had only met her recently, perceived something was amiss; could someone change so significantly, so obviously, in such a short time?
