He Huanhuan was infuriated by Li Xiaoqiang's words. She glared at Li Xiaoqiang and said coldly, "Don't push your luck!"
Li Xiaoqiang could only shrug helplessly, "Alright."
As he spoke, Li Xiaoqiang walked to the center of the hall, sat down in one of the seats, and said, "Now you are free."
He Huanhuan lifted the curtain and, raising her eyebrow, glared at Li Xiaoqiang, "Aren't you afraid that I might kill you?"
Li Xiaoqiang stared at the cold-faced He Huanhuan and said, "I believe you won't kill me."
"Don't be so sure!"
He Huanhuan said, flipping her hand, and a longsword appeared in her hand. With a single step, she charged at Li Xiaoqiang.
Li Xiaoqiang faced the approaching blade aimed at his neck without flinching.
Wu Peipei, who was standing in the hall, frowned and said, "Li Xiaoqiang, dodge!"
The giant roc on Li Xiaoqiang's shoulder quickly took flight, flapping its wings, "Bro, dodge! She is going to kill you."
