"Let go!"
Qiu Xi snarled with a fierce roar, her body trembling violently. The Immortal Slaying Needle remained motionless in Lin Fan's hand; she felt utterly stifled inside, just wanting to kill these noisy women quickly.
"Impossible."
Lin Fan said softly, with a calm and even demeanor.
"Let go quickly, or I'll kill you too!"
Qiu Xi gritted her teeth, yet tears were uncontrollably streaming down her face.
Lin Fan took a deep breath, his brow slightly furrowed, a hint of heartache emerging.
He truly couldn't bear to see such a stunning woman cry.
"What are you waiting for, kill her quickly."
"Yeah! What's there to hesitate about with a fugitive?"
"Hurry up, don't dally."
"Once we kill her, we'll all be safe!"
"Hurry! Damn it, make a move!"
The women behind him started to howl again, forgetting Lin Fan's previous warning, thinking that Qiu Xi was about to die at his hands, they were extremely excited.
Lin Fan's eye twitched fiercely, letting out a cold laugh.
