Tang Fan turned his head, wanting to leave in another direction.

"My servant beat your servant, you have to avenge him; then, you beat my servant, what should I do?"

Young Master Ying stopped laughing, but her voice was still as gentle as water. It was clearly a question, but it was also full of teasing.

"What do you want?"

"It would be hard for me to save my face if I let you go like this. It would chill their hearts, don't you think?"

Young Master Ying stretched out her pink and fleshy little hand and pushed it straight in front of Tang Fan.

This palm was ordinary, but it made Tang Fan's expression change drastically.

He saw a dazzling white halo emerging from her palm, which made him feel colder than he had ever felt before.

An unspeakable cold air emanated from the halo, like a cage, possessing unshakable power, and moved toward Tang Fan's body.

As Tang Fan quickly retreated, the Panshan Mountain began to move, and dragon scales flashed to protect his whole body.

Fiery light of black and red colors appeared outside Tang Fan's body, which was used to resist the opponent's spells.

But this white halo seemed to be invisible, and it was faster than his speed. It expanded instantly and suddenly passed over his body...
Chapter completed!