"Are you very afraid of Da Fei?"
Qin Hao asked, propping his chin.
"Yes. He's like a wolf or a tiger, I... I don't dare to look at him at all."
Yan Chunjiao's face turned a bit pale, and she spoke with fear, "Just one look at him and I feel a chill all over my body..."
"Killing intent."
Qin Hao muttered.
"Killing intent?"
Yan Chunjiao didn't quite understand.
Qin Hao explained, "It's the aura accumulated by martial artists from killing over a long period."
After speaking, he pondered: It seems Da Fei has stained his hands with quite a few lives.
"He is terrifying."
Yan Chunjiao curled up her body, starting to tremble.
"Do you want him dead?"
Qin Hao asked seriously.
Yan Chunjiao answered, "I don't know, but he has killed so many, he's very evil..."
"Then please lead the way."
Qin Hao clapped his hands lightly.
"Lead the way?"
Yan Chunjiao was confused, but quickly understood, her face showing surprise for the first time, "You want me to take you to Da Fei?"
