"HMPH!"
As the Tower Master attacked, Mu Qing snorted. But he didn't dodge, nor did he retaliate.
Something is wrong!
Nearby, Qin Feiyang watched the two—one attacking, one motionless—and a sudden, inexplicable unease welled up inside him. But what exactly is making me uneasy? He couldn't quite articulate it. I just feel like this isn't as simple as it looks.
"I may be good-tempered, but that doesn't mean I won't kill!"
Killing intent flashed in the Tower Master's eyes. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, she descended above Mu Qing, her jade-like hand striking out towards his head!
What exactly is wrong?
The unease in Qin Feiyang's heart intensified.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, his pupils constricted. He sensed two auras quietly awakening nearby.
Who is it?
He scanned the surrounding crowd with suspicion. Abruptly, his gaze locked onto those two old men.
At the same time, the two old men also looked at Qin Feiyang, the same smiles as before reappearing on their aged faces.
