Upon uttering just two words, Yun Feixue found himself being scolded mercilessly by his sister and wife. The expression on his face was as if he had swallowed "dog poop," utterly aggrieved. Ignoring his brother's reaction, Yun Qingyue spoke coldly the next second:
"Take out the Feixue Wheel."
"Don't make me repeat myself!"
Under Yun Qingyue's imposing presence, even though Yun Feixue was displeased, he had no choice but to hand over the Yun Clan's only immortal weapon.
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Mature / Xuanhuan
Xuanhuan / Drama
Xuanhuan / Martial Arts
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