"This..." Ji Huan showed a look of hesitation.
At this moment, Xue An casually waved a hand, and a sword light suddenly flashed past, flying directly into Ji Huan's forehead.
Ji Huan felt a coolness on her forehead, but other than that there were no abnormalities, so she stood there dumbfounded.
Xue An said indifferently, "Now there is a sword light in your sea of consciousness. If I command it or if you harbor any malevolent thoughts, the next second your head and your soul will explode together, and even the Saint won't be able to save you! So I hope you think clearly before you speak!"
Hearing this, Ji Huan's face was filled with panic, and then she finally understood, nodding hastily towards Xue An.
"Understood! Understood! Although this task is somewhat difficult, I think I should be able to do it!"
"Very good!"
Having said that, Xue An's eyes flashed.
Ji Huan felt the restraints on her body disappear in an instant, and she collapsed on the mattress, panting heavily.
