Xia Wenjin's gaze was fixed on Kui Qijun. She was a woman dressed in red gauze, over thirty, at an age when beauty typically fades, yet her charm was undiminished, as if time had left no traces on her face.
Kui Qijun was indeed beautiful, but her thin lips and upturned eyes, every expression and movement, all suggested she was not easily bullied. Her gaze towards Xia Wenjin was filled with disdain, laced with a hint of killing intent.
It was actually killing intent!
Xia Wenjin's eyes shifted slightly, but she was not surprised. After all, she was here to challenge the place, and it was only natural for others to harbor lethal intentions towards her.
Kui Qijun said lightly, "Lady Xia, I am known as Lady Rakshasa, but there is another nickname — Poison Lady. Lady Xia, you should know what this means, right?"
Xia Wenjin tentatively said, "Kui's greatest skill is poison?"
