3410 What Price to Pay?

"Jing Minyao. I believe I once warned you!"

"I told you not to have any crooked ideas, to stay far away from me! To behave yourself and know your place!"

"My words, you completely ignored them."

Qiao Mu lashed Jing Minyao's chest with a vine whip, drawing a sharp shriek from her.

The vine whip slightly lifted, and Qiao Mu tilted her chin up. Her beautiful eyes coldly stared at her, and she said flatly, "Can you die a second time?"

"Do you think you can revive from death this time?"

Qiao Mu leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "I think I once asked you if you wanted to die again... It seems you've perfectly answered me with your actions."

Jing Minyao shivered slightly, looking at the poker-faced little girl before her with fear.

Her expression remained largely unchanged, but within the depths of her dark, abyss-like eyes, terrifying flashes of blades and swords flickered.

"Blood Price!"

"Listen, people of the Pangu Clan." Qiao Mu's icy voice rose into the dusty air, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Today, your Pangu Clan's Third Young Miss captured this Crown Princess's sister."

"To save my sister, this Crown Princess marched troops to your territory and annihilated the enemy forces. Everything, all this misfortune, was instigated by your clan's Third Young Miss."

On the entire sandy ground, heads were densely packed, yet no one dared to utter a sound.

Qiao Mu, holding the vine whip, pointed at the bound Jing Minyao and coldly stated, "No one who harms my family gets away unscathed!"

"My brave warriors of Divine Province! My brothers and sisters! I ask you, how should I deal with this woman? What price should I make her pay?" Qiao Mu's cold gaze swept over the trembling Jing Minyao, who hung her head, then she suddenly raised her voice and asked.

"Cut off her head!"

"Cut off her head!!"

"Let her fall into the abyss of death for all eternity!"

"Make her pay a price in blood!"

"A blood price!!"

The Purple Forest Guards roared in unison. Though only five hundred strong, their voices shook the six prefectures and three states. Each word resonated, striking fear into everyone's hearts, making them tremble.

Qiao Mu slightly raised one hand, making a fist, and lifted it high.

All sounds instantly vanished. Everyone present felt a heavy pressure in their hearts, as if a thousand words had suddenly been silenced at their source.

Jing Minyao suddenly lifted her head, staring intensely at Qiao Mu, twisting her bound body violently, and shrieked, "Qiao Mu! Qiao Mu!!"

"It's not Minmin's fault!" Wang Limeng scrambled forward, throwing herself in front of Jing Minyao, crying out in agony and tears, "It's truly not Minmin's fault! Minmin, tell the truth, Minmin! Quickly tell the Crown Princess, it wasn't you who captured the Crown Princess's sister, you didn't do it!"

Jing Minyao seemed to remember something, and she burst into laughter, her eyes filled with venom as she stared at Qiao Mu, and said coldly, "Do you think saving your sister means everything is fine? Hahahahaha!"

"I'll tell you the truth, there was someone else who threw your sister into my hands."

Qiao Mu lunged forward, fiercely kicking Wang Limeng away, then grabbed Jing Minyao by the collar. A cold, sharp glint appeared in her eyes. "Speak! What do you mean?"

For some reason, an inexplicable sense of panic stirred within her, as if something bad was about to happen.