The Qingqiu Demon Fox, who was previously smiling, suddenly changed her expression. She was like a blooming peony, but at this moment has transformed into a cold snow mountain. A murderous aura rushed forth, nearly extinguishing Xiao Qiang instantly.
Xiao Qiang smiled bitterly in his heart, yet his emotions did not change much.
"Lord Qingqiu wanting to kill me is merely a matter of lifting a finger. Xiao Qiang considers himself powerless to resist at this moment, so being afraid or not afraid makes no real difference." Xiao Qiang spoke calmly, as though he was ready to face death.
His demeanor was clearly like a pig unafraid of boiling water. The Qingqiu Demon Fox suddenly deflated, then said, "Damn, perhaps this kid thinks he has me cornered, hmph." As she spoke, she underwent another change, assuming a lazy demeanor.
