As soon as he finished speaking, the other party coldly replied, "Hmph. Not that busy after all."
"..."
Xu Shu was momentarily stunned, wondering how this woman could be so hot and cold; just a moment ago, she was acting like a shy bride in front of me, and now her voice turned icy enough to kill?
Uh... wait, how did your tone change too?
This thought barely crossed his mind when, in the next second, a sharp aura suddenly appeared from afar and swiftly approached.
In an instant, the atmosphere became intensely powerful, as if a tangible murderous intent enveloped the entire station.
This made the air thick like honey, and every breath carried the rusty scent of blood!
"Hiss—" Xu Shu's heart was suddenly startled; he was all too familiar with this aura.
It was Hong Jun!
Previously, during his travels, he had exerted all his strength three times and was still chased to a dead end by that blood-red coat; the memory forcefully replayed in his mind.
