"Maybe that's because I'm a homicidal maniac." Luo Fei Ao became more vigilant against Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu's performance had already impressed him and raised Xiao Yu's level of danger by a lot. In his eyes, although Xiao Yu was not as threatening as the likes of Shi Yun, Shen Lishi, and An-Lan, she had already been ranked in the front, even before Jun Yan.
"If killing is useless, crippling Zhu Ke's Waterdrop would be much better than killing a few natives." Xiao Yu said faintly. What she said made Luo Feiao speechless.
Their current residence wasn't far from the tribe that was carrying out the m******e, this made Xiao Yu feel strange. He had always been worried that the native men would return, and at that time, everyone would be in terrible shape. He had already seen the native men's fight
