The cold cliff wind poured into his collar, and he felt his body sinking. In his ears was Qin Shuang's sickeningly gentle voice: "Sister, the Qin family doesn't need waste."
She wanted to shout, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't make any sound. The palm mark on her chest was still hot. It was left by Qin Shuang when he destroyed her cultivation. It only took three breaths to go from the ninth level of Qi refining to the complete loss of cultivation. She didn't even have time to react before she was pushed down the abyss.
