"Oh? Are you suggesting that Lan Ying convince him to surrender? I don't think that's very likely. The Western Saint Sect and the Divine Sword Sect are locked in a feud to the death," Lin Fei asked, looking puzzled.
"Just keep watching, and you'll understand." A sly glimmer sparked in Jiang Chuyan’s beautiful eyes.
As Lin Fei watched in curiosity, Lan Ying, who was currently embracing Xi Shenghao while weeping, suddenly placed her palm on the Baihui acupoint at the crown of his head.
Chapter 812