Zeus didn't dodge or evade, merely looked at Yang Fei calmly, with a cold smile.
"It seems Old Master Wang's place in your heart is just like this. Do you really not want his life anymore?"
As he spoke, the jade snuff bottle in his hand was raised high, and suddenly with a crack, he crushed it to pieces.
Yang Fei's body instantly froze.
He landed full of hatred, standing not far from Zeus, seething with rage.
"Zeus, do you have any shame?"
Although An Zichen was drowsy, she pulled herself together and dashed to Yang Fei's nine o'clock position, forming a pincer movement, ready to act.
Zeus snorted and said lightly, "If the Divine Master didn't want to spare you, do you think you'd have any chance to act?"
At this, Zeus turned around and raised three fingers towards Yang Fei.
"You only have the duration of an incense stick. If by then, you haven't obtained the Nine-Rank Lotus, just be ready to take back Old Master Wang's corpse."
