Qin Wentian stared at Chen Yin, his eyes flickered with intense coldness and extreme sharpness, resembling a dangerous beast staring at its prey.
Chen Yin hated Qin Wentian, but didn’t Qin Wentian hate Chen Yin as well? Back then he was forced into such desperate straits by the Great Solar Chen Clan, they even forced Bai Qing’s master to her death and paraded her corpse in Ginkou. This was a major event which caused Bai Qing’s temperament to change. And as he thought of that little lass whose life and death were currently unknown, the sharpness in Qin Wentian’s eyes grew so piercing that it felt they were able to penetrate through everything.
“BOOM!” The sound of the drum echoed out as a terrifying ancient imprint blasted towards Chen Yin.