Upon hearing the shout from the middle-aged man, Ye Xuan paused his steps, then turned his head expressionlessly and indifferently: "Who are you?"
Ye Xuan, who was not in a good mood, was not very friendly at that moment.
Of course, Xiahou Zhenshan was different from Xiahou Yudie. He was more temperamentally gentle and well aware of the current situation where he needed a favor. Therefore, he didn't think Ye Xuan was being unreasonable, and rather felt happy seeing Ye Xuan stop.
Xiahou Zhenshan clasped his fists and hurriedly said, "I'm Xiahou Zhen..."
Bam!
Before Xiahou Zhenshan could finish his introduction, the door that had just been opened not long ago was shut forcefully once again.
The air suddenly became very silent.
Xiahou Zhenshan, with hands still clasped, stood dumbfounded, staring at the tightly closed door, slightly dazed. How was it possible there was someone who didn't take him seriously like this in the world today?
