Bab 581: Am I That Scary?

The table looked clean and tidy with important books and reports placed on it, but it was actually filthy.

Holding back her fear, Qian'er forced herself to walk over and stand three meters from the table.

Lu Fenying put down his wolf-fur brush and narrowed his eyes at her. "Didn't she pass out just now?"

Red Wolf replied, "She woke up halfway."

Lu Fenying looked with great interest at Qian'er's face, which was pretty but was now bleeding from a wide cut, as if a wolf had slashed at it with one claw.

But she didn't feel any pain, and simply kept her head down and stared at her feet.

She was wearing a pair of plain gray shoes that were in the same color as her robe. Her clothes were utterly unexciting.

Yet Lu Fenying found the way the Daoist nun was shuddering in fear very interesting.

Many people in the world were afraid of him, but few were so openly afraid like she was, as if he could easily kill her with one look.