In his rage, even Old Master Xi dared not approach Xi Jiu easily, let alone stop him.
Seeing Old Master Xi powerless, Sheng Kuang could only turn to Ruan Qi for help.
"Niece Xiao Qi, can you help..."
"Uncle Sheng." Ruan Qi interrupted him with a smile, "Sheng Lin cursed me, which is like stabbing Xi Jiuxin with a knife. I won't allow anything that harms Jiujiu. So, sorry, I won't persuade Xi Jiu for you. But don't worry, Uncle Sheng, Jiujiu knows what he's doing and won't kill Ms. Sheng."
As soon as the words fell, not far away, Xi Jiu raised the soft whip.
The silver soft whip carved a sharp arc through the air, creating a hair-raising whoosh.
Then—
Snap!!!
"Master Xi!"
"Ah Lin!"
"Xiao Lin!"
Amidst the astonished cries of the Sheng Family, the silver soft whip lashed out, creating a ferocious slit on Sheng Lin's body.
Blood immediately gushed from the gap, staining her thin clothes red.
