Qu Hongrui was directly grabbed by the neck by the newcomer, his eyes as large as copper bells, unable to see the face of the newcomer due to the angle.
He only knew that the other party was very powerful, very tall, and had great strength in their arms.
"Who, who are you?"
Qu Hongrui struggled and asked.
Thinking they wanted him dead was a joke in his eyes.
After experiencing all sorts of training in the Assassin Camp, Ying Zhong taught everyone at least three to five ways to commit suicide.
Whether one's Star Core was sealed, or hands and feet were bound.
If they really wanted to die, they absolutely could.
"Hmph."
The person choking Qu Hongrui's neck merely snorted coldly, revealing their gender.
"A woman?"
Qu Hongrui's face showed a sinister smile, "You wouldn't happen to be that bitch, Sun Xiaorui, would you?"
"I heard that back when Sun Xiaorui first joined, she often discussed cultivation experiences with Brother Xue, until late at night..."
