At this moment, Jue had completely shed all his previous arrogance and contempt. He finally began to look squarely at the seemingly frail girl before him—Zha Muxi. Even so, however, he still gripped the precious Dragon Ball tightly in his hand, as if plotting some sinister scheme.
"Are you trying to run away again?" At that moment, Zha Muxi’s cold, crisp voice rang out once more, sweeping like a sudden gust of winter wind and making Jue involuntarily shiver. Her eyes were as calm and deep as a frozen lake, without a single ripple, yet they contained an infinite well of power.
A trace of fear rose in Jue's heart, but he quickly suppressed it. *Impossible,* he thought, *her divine soul is so weak; she surely can't kill me.*
Chapter 121