Inside the dim, small, dark room, under the faint light, Lěng Yè's gaze was as sharp as a blade, fixed squarely on Yan Baoling. The anger that had originally filled her eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by a trace of hesitation when she heard Lěng Yè mention the third grade of the Martial Saint realm.
"Why are you so worked up? And why boast that a third-grade Martial Saint could crush me?" Lěng Yè asked, his voice carrying a hint of provocation. "Could it be..."
Yan Baoling bit her lower lip and turned her head away, refusing to meet Lěng Yè's gaze. She was unwilling to admit anything, nor would she reveal any information.
Chapter 856