Bai Li: !!!
This turtle bastard, how is he more twisted than ten years ago!
He actually wants Ruan Qi to disfigure herself!
Bai Li was so angry, his hair stood on end. But no matter how he shouted, Ruan Qi couldn't see him or hear him.
Slowly, Ruan Qi held the dagger and raised her hand.
In the dim light, the cold gleam slid along the blade towards the tip. The sharp blade slowly approached Ruan Qi's fair and delicate face.
Bai Li was so anxious he felt like spitting blood.
Shouting was useless; Ruan Qi couldn't hear. And now as a Spiritual Body, he couldn't touch Ruan Qi at all.
What should he do?
How could he stop her?
Bai Li was anxious and helpless, suddenly thinking of Xi Jiu and the Ruan family members.
The only option now was to seek help.
