The Plan to Deal With Rén Xuě, Part IV
“Do not think I don’t know how you became a cultivator, Rén Xuě,” Mei Xilan continued.
“What are you--hurk!”
“I did not give you permission to speak,” Mei Xilan’s voice was cold, but colder still was the ice that suddenly began creeping up Rén Xuě’s legs.
“Mei Xilan!” Liang Wei shouted in alarm as he took a step forward. “What are you doing?! Cease this at once!”
“You may keep your mouth shut, too. I am disappointed in you.” Mei Xilan cast her glare at him and waved a hand.
[Ice Lotus]
The cold air became colder still. Icy mist spread through the room before it quickly coalesced into several sharp lotus flowers that hovered around Liang Wei’s neck. The man looked like he was still going to say something, but when one of them cut his skin as easily as a knife slicing through food, his entire body froze.
Mei Xilan turned back to Rén Xuě, who looked quite pale. She studied him for a moment, then turned to the others.