Clouded Eye

Jun Xin had been pampered since she was young.

Yuanxin hadn't been married for many years, and since she was young, she had always treated Jun Xin like her own daughter.

Jun Xin hadn't suffered much since she was young.

Furthermore, no one dared to hurt her like this.

At first she thought the man was just talking.

But that crescent moon white figure appeared in front of her again in the next moment.

In his hand, that boneless fan seemed to have come to life as his wrist rotated nonstop.

On the front of the paper was an ordinary fan.

With the paper facing back, this fan would then extend a sharp weapon that was similar to a dagger from behind.

At this time, the weapon was less than a foot away from Jun Xin's chest.

Jun Xin was aware of the danger, and quickly retreated.

Feng Zhan didn't let her off because of this.

She stepped back.

He kept moving forward.