"What a domineering presence!"
Jiang Chunhua clasped his fists towards Chu Qing:
"By the way, you don't hold grudges, right?
"What I said earlier about collecting your corpse was just a joke... boo hoo hoo..."
Before she could finish, Liu Yulai covered her mouth.
Joking aside, Chu Qing and the young lady are as close as can be, and his martial arts mastery is such that he shouldn't take offense at such things.
But if Jiang Chunhua kept babbling, it might annoy someone, and truly invoke hatred.
By then, if someone squashes this chatterbox out of annoyance, it would be as simple as crushing an ant, wouldn't it?
Blocking her resistance, he dragged her away without looking back.
In the blink of an eye, only Chu Qing and Gentle remained on the long street.
Along with a group of Mirror of Sin assassins.
Chu Qing glanced around, and suddenly reached out his hand. The severed arm of the Separation Sword flew into his grasp.
