The vast scene descended into a dead silence.
Only the wind beat like a drum.
This, who could have imagined?
In the face of Zhao Feiyan's aggressive demeanor, someone actually dared not to put this songstress in their eyes, and even counter-attacked her.
Including Zhao Feiyan, now everyone who looked at that broken corpse had their pupils constricted, and felt their scalp explode, their bodies chilled to the bone.
To become the leader of Zhao Feiyan's bodyguard team, their skill needs no further explanation.
The result...
Was slashed in half with a single sword, powerless to even retaliate.
Most crucially!
The person who made the move wasn't the master but one of the underlings.
If the subordinate is this strong, then what kind of power does the master possess?
With just this thought, this woman, recently in the limelight, felt her hair stand on end, her back completely drenched in sweat, her delicate face pale as paper.
