C197 Spiritual Training

"You're a madman..."

Trembling all over, Zhong Yanan lifted her ashen face, her eyes quivering as she gazed at Qin Feng. The fury and loathing in her stare were as tangible as knife blades.

If glares could slay, Qin Feng would surely be perforated with wounds by now.

She wasn't foolish. Initially, Qin Feng's actions had plunged her into despair