"Qin Muyan?" Han Yuwen narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone carrying a hint of disdain, "Are you reminiscing about your beloved Su Yingxue? Unfortunately, once she's dead, she's dead. Her body has already been picked clean by the fish. You couldn't have her in life... and even less in death!"
Han Yuwen's gaze turned vicious, "Kill him! Any man who fancied Su Yingxue should die! They are as loathsome as that wretched woman!"
Behind her, ten thousand troops moved in unison. They thought they could kill Qin Muyan and capture Chu Yihan alive, but with the gates of Yungui City flung wide open, not only did it provide Chu Yihan and Qin Muyan with a route of retreat, but it also trapped her between two fires, leaving her like a turtle caught in a jar.
Atop the city tower of Yungui City, Chu Yifeng approached in a purple robe billowing in the wind. When the breeze lifted, his languid and sensual form was exposed to onlooker's eyes.