"You... who are you?" Xierui was utterly terrified, instinctively retreating several steps.
The woman slightly tilted her head, seemingly unclear about what Xierui was saying.
She slowly turned her head, glanced at Ye Haochuan who was limp on the ground, and the Crimson Cloud Gold Coffin around Ye Haochuan's neck, as if understanding something.
Ye Haochuan, at this time, was already choked into unconsciousness by Xierui and hadn't seen this scene.
The woman slowly turned her head, staring at Xierui, and said, "Did you harm him?"
These words were spoken in Chinese, and Xierui, like the woman just now, showed a bewildered expression.
But the woman seemed not to need her answer; the next moment, her eyebrows furrowed, her showy hand gently waved.
In an instant, colorful clouds surged in the air, and waves roared across the ground.
