Lin Qiu hated being interrupted during his appreciation more than anything!
"Boy, are you in a hurry to die? I may have forgotten to tell you—aside from female corpses, I also have a fondness for the bodies of fair and tender young men like you. Hahaha..."
Lin Qiu's chillingly perverse voice echoed across the summit, carrying far into the distance.
He assumed that upon hearing his words, the boy would be so terrified that his legs would give out, and he might even drop to his knees and beg for mercy.
In the past, he had scared many a boy into that state with a single sentence.
At the very least, Hua Xiaoling was so frightened at that moment that her face had gone pale. Her delicate frame trembled uncontrollably, as though she hadn't even heard Jiang Jichen's question.
Seeing the young girl so terrified, Jiang Jichen frowned. He shot Lin Qiu a cold glare and said, "I am asking a question. You'd best not interrupt me!"
