Qi Wuhui, I Curse Your Ancestor
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qi Huan had left. He did not stay here for long. After giving his instructions, he left the True Dragon Lair with a whoosh.
After he left, the atmosphere immediately became strange.
When the Feng Clan disciples who had yet to leave heard that Ye Qiu was actually a disciple of the Heaven Mending Pavilion, they felt even more despair.
From Qi Huan's attitude just now, Ye Qiu's status in the Heaven Mending Pavilion was definitely not an ordinary disciple. Therefore, their mentality of revenge would probably fail.
Ye Qiu looked around and felt comfortable. He did not expect Qi Huan to be so intimidating. It saved him a lot of trouble.
"Hmm… In that case, I can rest easy for the next period of time."
After calming down, Ye Qiu secretly deliberated and felt comfortable.