The luxurious rooftop terrace was eerily silent.
Only the fierce whistle of the wind and snow could be heard.
If not witnessed firsthand, who could have imagined this?
Young Master Qin Hao, the Dao Sect's Sect Master's final disciple, in terms of identity and status, how many people at Yuning Mountain could compare?
But then...
Calling Shen Zhong "big brother" aside, he was trembling with fear and humble obedience.
This, was it witnessing a ghost, or was it merely an illusion?
Instantly.
Zhao Feiyan felt as if she were about to collapse.
Instinctively, she ran to Qin Hao, grabbed his arm, and shook it hysterically, saying, "Young Master Qin, you, you can't kill me."
"I've served you for so long, how can you kill me?"
"To kill or not to kill is not for me to decide," Qin Hao said indifferently.
Zhao Feiyan: "..."
"Qin Hao, you're trash! I never thought even in my dreams that Shen Zhong would scare you like this, coward, wimp, I must be blind!"
