Qin Yi hastened toward Lang Ya, utterly shocked at how this Spiritual Master could control even Lang Ya.
"Dear, are you alright?"
Qin Yi changed his voice, speaking in an anxious, coquettish female tone, filled with a woman's love and concern for her husband.
"You're disgusting me to death."
Lang Ya's voice came through.
Qin Yi was slightly taken aback, "You haven't been controlled?"
"Yes, just a moment ago, I found myself losing control of my limbs with only one thought in my mind, which was to find a secluded place and commit suicide."
Qin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, "Damn, this Spiritual Master is this vicious."
"You actually know he's a Spiritual Master?" Lang Ya's voice was filled with surprise.
Qin Yi retorted, "You know too."
"I've heard a bit about it, but Spiritual Masters are too rare, this is the first I've encountered. This guy's got some skill, he managed to block out my thoughts, leaving only the option of suicide, stay cautious."
