"You… What kind of evil spell did you use?" Zhang Aochuan stood up from his chair, trembling.
However, the arrogance and killing intent from before vanished into thin air with Qin Huai's low shout.
The surrounding people held their breaths and looked at Qin Huai.
"Whether it is an evil spell or not is not important. The important thing is…" Qin Huai sat on the chair and said calmly, "If I can make you sit down, I can take your head."
Zhang Aochuan opened his mouth, but no words came out. He looked at the man in front of him, his heart filled with fear. Until now, he still did not know what had happened to him just now.
Pa, pa, pa ...
"As expected of the man that Sister Shaoxiang has taken a fancy to." Zhang Haoyue clapped his hands. He looked at Qin Huai with a complicated gaze, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.