C1470 The Appearance of the Great Evil Spirit

If Pei Junlin were to actually shatter that jar, it would spell disaster for him—his entire efforts would be washed away like a river carrying away broken dreams.

"Make one move, and I'll ensure you regret the day you were born," Zhou Ying threatened, his face contorting with rage, even as a top expert, when pushed to the brink.

Pei Junlin allowed a faint smile to cross her lips