From then on, the three words "Blood Cold Sect" became a name that struck terror into people's hearts.
Su Qing saw the way she was trying to keep her distance from him. His eyelids drooped for a moment as he gripped her sleeve tightly, refusing to let her go.
Maybe he was using too much force, because he started coughing again.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough."
His face became even paler.
Fei Han's expression grew colder when he saw this, and he was just about to speak.
But Fei Chen beat him to it.
He wore a gentle expression as he looked at Su Ye.
"Miss Su, you saved my master's life. You should believe that our master would never harm you."
Hearing this, Su Ye felt like she'd just eaten a pile of shit.
She was supposed to believe him?
Like hell she wanted to.
What the hell was this guy? Shouldn't Fei Chen know better than her?
Just to please his master, he'd even say shameless things like that?
Right after, Fei Chen spoke in his gentle tone again,
