"Why? Mr. Qin, if you want to kill me, please give me a reason."
Kang Wan revealed a pitiable expression, her eyes suddenly became dreamy and fantastical, possessing a bewitching charm that could entrap anyone.
Many men couldn't help but be drawn in, including the non-human cultivators; their gazes became vacant.
Qin Hao's gaze remained calm, and he spoke indifferently, "Does this seat need a reason to kill?"
His voice wasn't loud, but each word struck like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.
At that moment, those people suddenly awoke, their faces changing with horror, not understanding what had happened.
The non-human cultivators, on the other hand, looked dreadful, glaring at Kang Wan with fury in their eyes.
If it hadn't been for Qin Hao rousing them with Divine Power, they would have been completely ensnared by Kang Wan, and over time, they would become her puppets, utterly obedient to her every command.