"From now on, my affairs are none of your concern!"
As the words emerged, they came with Liu Qingxian's indifferent and cold voice.
Jian Qingmei covered her small mouth in shock, unable to believe her eyes and ears.
What Liu Qingxian sent wasn't a distress signal.
Instead, it was a letter of rupture!
Jian Qingmei cautiously glanced at Jian Wuchou's expression, unsurprisingly seeing his cheeks turn ashen and his back molars tightly clenched.
As the foremost prodigy of the Martial Vault, he stands proud above all.
When has he ever been abandoned?
"Liu Qingxian!" Jian Wuchou slapped the letters in front of him, shattering them in a surge of fury.
Jian Qingmei's eyelid twitched, quickly saying: "Brother, calm down first."
"Could it be the kidnapper forcing Liu Qingxian to say this?"
Only then did Jian Wuchou's anger subside somewhat.
There is indeed such a possibility.
