Jin Heyi looked like a typical scion from a rich family, but his tone dripped with malice and his expression radiated an eerie energy.

He would wait for Lu Yun to become an immortal?

He scanned Lu Yun like he was staring at a growing plant. Once it matured and bore fruit, he would pick the fruit and devour it!

Donk!

There was a flash of white before a delicate fist slammed heavily into one of Jin Heyi’s eyes. He screamed and flew back off his feet, neck elongating impossibly long until the rest of his body followed.

“Anyone who offends Sir Lu must die!” Killing intent had replaced the sunny smile on Su Xiaoxiao’s face, hardening her charming face.

“Such strength!”...