"Wei Jun, what are you talking about?"
Upon hearing Wei Jun speak of Ye Fan in such a way, Tong Qianchen immediately became angry, walking up to Wei Jun with a frosty expression and coldly said, "Would you be satisfied if Brother Ye died in the Trial Pavilion?"
"Senior Sister Tong, I didn't mean that..."
Wei Jun was startled, his voice had been very low earlier, but he hadn't expected Tong Qianchen to hear him—it's one thing to offend others, but if he offended Tong Qianchen, even Chu Feng might not help him.
"You didn't mean that? Then what did you mean?" Tong Qianchen pressed step by step, her eyes filled with anger that could almost burn Wei Jun to ashes.
"I..."
Wei Jun was drenched in cold sweat. Though usually glib, under Tong Qianchen's furious gaze, his mind seemed to have been emptied, unable to think of anything.
