In an instant!
The air within a radius of several hundred meters seemed to turn cold in an instant, even with the sunlight being so good today.
A strong sense of murderous intent swept through every corner of the scene.
Butterflies hidden in the grass dare not move, and the small fish in the pond no longer stir, as if all living beings instinctively sensed a deadly threat!
On the endless road, a young man in modern attire gazed at a man in ancient clothing from a distance, and two invisible air currents quietly surged.
Silence.
Death-like silence.
The silent atmosphere lasted for quite a while.
The man in ancient clothing suddenly raised his eyebrows, coldly staring at Ye Xuan and spoke: "You're the young punk from the secular world who killed Qiao Tianzhao and then plotted to kill Zhan Ying, Ye Xuan?"
Ye Xuan responded indifferently: "I'm your father."
The man in ancient clothing: "…"
