n There are people stronger than you..."The Spawn of the Fallen spoke, but before he could finish his words, Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward, clenching his fist and launching a punch toward the Spawn...Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

She covered her burning cheek with her hand, staring at Jun with disbelief.

Jun brandished his sword, his face dark and grim, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Sword-wielding young master, you hit me" Lan Qingya said incredulously.

Feeling her cheeks swelling gradually, Lan Qingya felt as if she were dreaming. Fengyue Ancient School might belong to only Jun Xiaoyao.He was filled with envy, estimating that in the future, all female disciples of Fengyue Gujiao would only be interested in Jun Xiaoyao, their s...