Li Xiaoqiang stopped outside He Huanhuan's palace. The Giant Roc was wise enough to know not to disturb Li Xiaoqiang's good fortune, so it turned and flew away from the mountain. It also feared that He Huanhuan might roast it.
That cold woman was not only the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Mysterious Sect, but also a genuine Martial Emperor.
Li Xiaoqiang entered the palace. Inside, it was very quiet, almost like a small courtyard at home. There were many flowers and plants, and the air was filled with a strong floral scent. Li Xiaoqiang walked through the courtyard and headed towards the backyard.
As Li Xiaoqiang passed through the corridor, suddenly, a sharp dagger tore through the void, aiming at him.
The dagger instantly grazed Li Xiaoqiang's cheek, even slicing off a strand of his hair.
Li Xiaoqiang stared at the backyard, sucking in a breath and saying, "Wife, think about our child. You shouldn't treat me like this. It's really scary."
