Even though An Mingji utilized his own cultivation, standing motionless, he was still forced to change positions by Gu Jin, who suppressed him with her cultivation.

"Hiss!"

A frustrated cry of pain rang out.

An Mingji was hugged tightly, and their positions were swapped because of Gu Jin.

In his line of sight, he saw Mao Minlan standing behind Gu Jin, her face full of madness, her hands clenching Gu Jin’s hair.

Gu Jin’s hair was being pulled so hard that everyone around could feel the pain, but Gu Jin seemed oblivious to it, looking worriedly at An Mingji before her.

Just moments ago, she had seen a stranger woman madly launch a sneak attack on An Mingji, with no time to think, her first instinct was to rush forward and protect her dear one.

She forgot her own cultivation, and also forgot An Mingji had means to protect himself.

Every action was entirely instinctive.

An Mingji’s face, initially gentle and surprised, instantly grew dark and terrifying, the fierceness in his eyes made everyone tremble uncontrollably.

Noticing An Mingji wasn’t hurt, Gu Jin quickly used her cultivation to violently send Mao Minlan flying, who had been grabbing onto her hair.

She frowned, rubbing the spot on her scalp that had been painfully tugged, turning to stare with displeasure at the disheveled Mao Minlan on the ground.

This person had just tried to harm little An, which was unforgivable.

Even though she regained her composure, knowing she couldn’t really harm An Mingji.

Yet even so, she wouldn’t allow anyone to harbor malicious intent toward her little An.

Gu Jin’s beautiful eyes half-squinted, her cold and sharp gaze fixed on Mao Minlan.

The latter felt chills down her spine, retreating while trying to rise.

Gu Jin stepped closer to her: "You want to harm him?"

"He killed my Ying’er! My daughter died by his hand, I want him to pay!" Mao Minlan, unfazed by Gu Jin, screamed madly at her.

Her words already revealed her identity.

Knowing she was Xing Ying’s mother, Gu Jin snorted coldly: "Don’t say little An didn’t kill anyone, even if he did, your daughter deserves it!"

She stepped in front of Mao Minlan, her eyes showing a coldness identical to An Mingji behind her.

They were each other’s untouchable taboo, no one could move them.

"My Ying’er was kind-hearted, how dare you curse her! He deserves to die, he should go to hell and be shot, he’s just a little beast, deserving death!!!"

Mao Minlan was provoked by Gu Jin, pointing at An Mingji while spouting curses.

Gu Jin couldn’t even bear to scold An Mingji once, not saying she pampered him growing up, but never allowing him to suffer any grievance.

At this moment, someone cursed An Mingji in her presence, which was clearly seeking death!

Gu Jin glared down at Mao Minlan, her eyes cloudy, exuding a powerful aura as fierce as an Asura from Hell.

Such a beautiful woman, at this moment, was terrifying to everyone, feared for her formidable presence and the killing intent radiating from her.

Gu Jin reached out her slender, fair hand, gripping Mao Minlan’s throat tightly.

She stared at her as if looking at a corpse: "You’re courting death!"

Her icy voice reached everyone’s ears, cold as ice shards.

Mao Minlan, choking, flailed her limbs in struggle, yet even if she wanted to beg for mercy, she couldn’t utter a word.

Until her face turned from red to blue, seemingly about to pale, inhaling less, exhaling even less.

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