"You!"
Lyu Qingyu almost spat blood, his eyes nearly popping out.
"Speaking of this person, I must warn you about him."
Shen Mengli's expression was somewhat indifferent, and her tone was a bit solemn: "You heard before, this person is a Guest Pill Master of my Shen Family, and a very distinguished one at that. The Grand Elder himself insisted on protecting him. If you dare make a move against him, you're disrespecting my Shen Family. If the Grand Elder becomes enraged, you should be able to imagine the consequences."
"I, Lyu Qingyu, as a First Level Trainee of Taihang Academy, would Shen Family dare to kill me?!" Lyu Qingyu shouted.
Shen Mengli frowned: "Whether we kill you or not depends on the situation. You, a First Level Trainee, are just the lowest level trainee in Taihang Academy. My Shen Family is not incapable of suppressing the matter after killing you."
Lyu Qingyu's teeth clenched tightly.
