The Seven-inch Snake's eyes grew cold, full of murderous intent, "Do you know who you are talking to?"
Yun Mengyao was not intimidated in the slightest and sneered, "Do you know who you are talking to? Let me tell you, although we are partners now, if Qin Yi wins the challenge and learns of your attitude, he will definitely slap you to death. I advise you not to put on airs in front of me; you are not worthy, understand?"
The Seven-inch Snake's eyes brimmed with murderous intent, "Do you know that even before Qin Yi appeared, I could have reduced you to a pile of bones."
"Do you know that if you harm a single hair on my head, Qin Yi can annihilate your Poison Snake Organization, leaving not a trace. Think of the Sword Sect Branch, is your Poison Snake Organization stronger than the Sword Sect Branch?"
The Seven-inch Snake's eyes were sinister, his ugly face twisted in a terrifying grimace.
