Su Ran knew that his rash action this time had dealt a heavy blow to Han Siying; otherwise, she wouldn't have become so discomposed, her hatred for him nearly taking physical form. Moreover, perhaps because of the dirty ink, for someone with a penchant for cleanliness, this was even more unbearable than killing her.
"Whether the Ghost Clan spares me or not is not the issue, today you will undoubtedly die!"
Su Ran had already developed a murderous intent. Since he could not escape, he decided to kill Han Siying first! Taking advantage of Han Siying's absolute disadvantage, how could he pass up this rare opportunity? He mercilessly attacked her, consecutively firing several ice arrows.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
The ice arrows mercilessly shot towards Han Siying. The consecutive whooshing sounds even suppressed the trembling of the ground, incredibly sharp.