"Stop! Xu Qingjun! I'll kill you!"
Aunt Lan struggled madly, her Spiritual Power causing the vine king's tendrils to tremble violently.
Chen Ye also felt the pressure doubling, sweat forming on his forehead as he exerted all his spiritual power to maintain the restraint.
Fortunately, the vine king itself is a Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer demon plant, working with Chen Ye, it's not a problem to temporarily suppress Aunt Lan.
Hmph!
After my disciple suffered so much, what's wrong with getting revenge?
"Don't… don't do it here…"
Zhang Chuxi couldn't bear it, pleading with a crying tone, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Do you admit defeat? Do you acknowledge you're a little thief?!"
Qing Jun's small hand raised again, suspended in midair, the threat obvious without words.
The girl under her, biting her lip hard, still stubbornly shook her head, squeezing out two words through clenched teeth: "...No... admit!"
