Late at night, the moonlight shone down like thin veil silk covering the forest.
In the darkness, Chen Beixuan opened his eyes. His eyes were blood-red as he looked at the sleeping Qin Jue not far away with a cold killing intent.
"Should I just kill him?"
Chen Beixuan fell into deep thought.
At this moment, everything was completely silent. Qin Jue was lying on a rock sleeping, and Su Yan was also cultivating. It was obvious that the two of them wouldn't wake up for a while. It was the best time to make a move.
Not only did Qin Jue barge into his residence, but he also roasted the phoenix that he had kept for more than ten years. How could Chen Beixuan tolerate this?
However, his intuition told him that once he made a move, what awaited him was very likely death.
After some thought, Chen Beixuan slowly stood up and silently walked towards Qin Jue.