"Anyone who defies, kill without mercy!" Mu Qingge's sudden words made the hall fall silent once more.
And in the hall, the Dragon Tooth Guards, in response to her words, drew their Divine Artifacts, icy and sharp Wind Blades, pointing at those who clamored within the hall.
Mu Qingge slowly sat down, her back resting against the luxurious chair back, her hands lazily draped over the armrests, with her legs crossed.
Her posture lazy and wicked, yet wild and flamboyant. To the Mu Clan survivors, she was just an unlearned playboy. But in the hearts of the Dragon Tooth Guards, this was their unrestrained, world-defying Young Master!
"Shout, why aren't you shouting anymore?" Mu Qingge said teasingly.
Her arrogant expression and the coldness of the Dragon Tooth Guards made the nearly thousand Mu Clan survivors indignant inside, yet they dared not speak out. Because, no matter how Mu Qingge was, she was still the Young Master of the Mu Clan.
