Su Yi glanced at Mortals Edge and said flatly, “I disdained getting even with the Wen Family right from the start, yet you stubbornly refuse to back down. Even now, you dare ask such questions…..”

He looked up, a faint hint of a smile on his lips. “In that case, I don’t mind killing my fill of everyone in the room.”

The moment he said this, a terrifyingly sharp energy spread out around him. The air seemed to freeze. Bone-chillingly cold murderous intent swept across the hall.

Everyone quivered, visibly shaken.

What terrifying murderous intent! Even Wen Changjing felt suffocated, and his heart surged with inexplicable terror. For a moment, he was so shaken, he dared not say a single word. 

Wen Changqing, who lay sprawled out before Su Yi, was the most affected. He felt as if tens of thousands of swords were pointed right at him, and so long as Su Yi willed it, he’d perish on the spot!

“Enough!” Suddenly, a harsh shout rang out from beyond the great hall.

Su Yi turned to look, then saw the white-haired Wen Family dowager standing there, her face ashen, clouded over and furious.

And in her hand, she clenched a jade talisman.

This talisman was called Star Cleaver, and it was a gift from Su Hongli of the Jade Capital’s Su Family. It could...