"No, impossible, this is impossible!" Ximen Yu shook his head, gritting his teeth, he said, "You're deceiving me, yes, that's right! You're trying to trick me into letting you go, aren't you? I never thought you would stoop so low as to concoct such lies just to save your own lives, it's absolutely despicable!"
Ximen Shuang was about to say something, but Ling Feng stopped her: "Enough, don't say anything more, Ximen Yu is completely blinded by jealousy now! No matter how much you say, it won't help!"
A trace of sadness flashed in Ximen Shuang's eyes, Ximen Yu's words rekindled her longing for her parents.
"Ximen Yu, do you really want to kill Ximen Shuang now?" Ling Feng asked again.
Ximen Yu stared at Ximen Shuang, saying, "Hand over the Ghost Spirit Grass, and I won't kill her!"
"Impossible!" Ximen Shuang immediately said, "The Ghost Spirit Grass is key to grandpa's recovery, I cannot hand it over!"
