Yan Yingsi's voice was still so hoarse, forming a stark contrast with her appearance.
Liou Yuan, seeing her posture was not one of wanting to fight, gradually relaxed his body, slowly took his hand off the Canglan Sword, and with a perfunctory smile said, "I thought a sworn enemy had come to my door; turns out it's just Mr. Yan. It seems I've made a fuss over nothing."
Liou Yuan was subtly mocking that Yan Yingsi wasn't worth such cautious treatment.
When she heard this, her eyebrows twitched, and those pressed crimson lips formed a dangerous curve.
"Mr. Yan is so fierce," Liou Yuan exaggerated his stance, placing his hand on the blade once again.
Yan Yingsi's previous strength was at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer. As a disciple with a background, she naturally did not lack elixirs to enhance her cultivation; now she was also at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer.
This was also why Liou Yuan was so cautious.
