Fan Feiyan had already reached the doorway when she felt an icy killing intent from behind. A shocked expression filled her face.
No one else in the room had expected the gray-robed Elder to actually attack Fan Feiyan. Many of their faces registered astonishment.
Fan Feilong's expression was fraught with anxiety, while his eyes turned bone-chillingly cold.
'No matter what mistake Fan Feiyan has made, she's my own sister, born of the same mother! How can I let someone else harm her? Besides, she hasn't even done anything that wrong. If anyone's at fault, it's us. Our actions, if word got out, would be utterly despicable.'
The gray-robed Elder's face was savage, killing intent glinting in his eyes. He held a deep-seated grudge against Fan Feiyan and had long wanted to kill her. Now that he finally had the chance, he would not let it slip by.
