Zhou Zixian kept speaking while carefully watching Master Du's facial expression. Seeing that there was no change in his expression, she bravely continued.
"Master, in my opinion, Ni Yang is such a flirtatious..."
The rest of her sentence got stuck in Zhou Zixian's throat, unable to come out.
Because a slender hand had directly grasped her neck, tightening slowly.
The string of red Buddha Beads was emitting a dazzling light around her neck.
"Clang!"
The teacup in Zhou Zixian's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The man's facial features were still as gentle as ever, but his eyes were cold to the point of terror, and his voice was coated with a layer of harshness, "Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of judging her?"
It was terrifying.
So terrifying.
Zhou Zixian's face turned deathly pale, her blood seemingly running in reverse.
...She, she had underestimated Ni Yang's importance in Master Du's heart!
