"What did you say?"
Chu Yan squeezed these words out through clenched teeth.
The cool phoenix eyes took on a dark hue, and a blood-red spiritual power emerged around him, mixed with a terrible aura of brutality and death.
This aura spread throughout the entire villa, and the servants downstairs felt the ground shake.
"Say it again if you dare!"
His hand, cold as jade, suddenly grasped Nan Xian's neck.
He couldn't resist at all, since he was just an ordinary mortal now.
"You...!"
Nan Xian met those indifferent, chilling phoenix eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.
He struggled desperately to free himself from Chu Yan's grip, "With such a temperament, you're simply unsuitable for Qin Zhao."
Nan Xian thought for a moment and then felt something strange.
"No, the power emanating from you is somewhat different from before."
Hearing this, Chu Yan's expression faltered.
Seeing Chu Yan distracted, Nan Xian quickly took out a communication talisman.
