Not far away, Chen Ziyu watched Mu Hanyan smiling gently as she talked with Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji, and the jealous fire in his heart was about to burn him to ashes. Those two had made him lose face, and they even dared covet his Han Yan. In this Secret Realm trial, he was determined to eliminate them both, and he absolutely wouldn't let them die easily—he would torment them ruthlessly before taking their lives.
"Master." At Chen Ziyu's side, a beautiful female Disciple called out softly, a little worried. The adoration in her eyes was obvious enough that even a fool could see it. Chen Ziyu naturally knew that quite a few female disciples admired him. He had never rejected their advances, yet never truly accepted them either—no acceptance, no refusal. He simply enjoyed this feeling very much.
