Relieving Anger

After Situ Yun stopped, he took a few steps back.

Just now, he had used a powerful spiritual technique, so he didn't want to leave the teenager alive. In Situ Yun's eyes, the little girl might have a chance to change, but in the boy's eyes, Situ Yun could only see killing.

Situ Yun never planned to hold back when he first made his move.

If he hadn't heard such a call at the last minute, the teenager called Mo Bai would have already been the spirit of Situ Yun.

"Who are you?"

Situ Yun steadied his body and took two steps towards Zhao Shuning. His tone was filled with suspicion.

"You know me?"

In this world, the only person who dared to call him that was the audacious Empress.

But Ye Ling had already been dead for eight years, there was no way she was lying.