Under his dangerous gaze, Qin Zhao's heart inexplicably surged with panic.
"Not like that, let go of me first."
Qin Zhao moved her wrist, and he was holding it tightly; a red mark appeared on her fair skin.
"I just feel that what I did was wrong, I should give you some compensation."
She thought for quite a while before coming up with this reason.
The aura around Chu Yan grew somewhat gentler.
"Since you know you were wrong, you should properly compensate me. I don't care for these Spirit Stones."
"But these are all High-grade Spiritual Stones, they should be very useful to a cultivator at the Qi Cultivation Stage, shouldn't they?"
Qin Zhao took the opportunity to shake off his hand and picked up the bag of Spirit Stones.
She didn't know why, but although this guy was clearly just a small fry at the Qi Cultivation Stage, she had felt he was very frightening just now, as if he had a transcendent sense of control.
