Nie Shuangshuang's eyes were blue with desire, but the people around her, watching her fixated gaze on the entrance of the Ten Thousand People Platform with a fierce look, couldn't help but shiver.
Indeed, she was infuriated beyond control, even her eyes were so terrifying. How angry was she!
Even Pei Ling, watching Nie Shuangshuang, felt somewhat uneasy, his heart filled with apprehension: "Ahem, well, his disciple is so outstanding, compared with Nie Shuangshuang's disciple, that uh, that.
I wonder if Nie Shuangshuang will become jealous of him having such a good disciple. What if she finds my disciple too lacking and wants to snatch him away?"
Nie Shuangshuang was unaware that Pei Ling beside her had already imagined whether he should resist or submit if she tried to snatch his disciple, and was quite conflicted about it.
Because Nie Shuangshuang had seen Feng Feiyu, who climbed onto the Ten Thousand People Platform, looking pale and awful.
