Hearing the Taixu Sword Venerate mention the three words "Tang Xiaorou," Ye Xuan immediately froze, the flame-essence embedded eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.
"You can joke about me, but I will not allow you to joke about her."
Ye Xuan's gaze turned cold, and he reprimanded sternly.
Luo'er stood beside Ye Xuan and clearly felt that at that moment, the power erupting from within Ye Xuan's body was much stronger than before.
There was no doubt that the "Tang Xiaorou" must be a very important person to Ye Xuan.
"Ye Xuan, don't act impulsively. That guy is good at scheming and is obviously trying to provoke you."
Luo'er grabbed Ye Xuan, noticing Ye Xuan's face turning ashen, forcefully suppressing the fury in his heart, and advised.
"Heh."
The Taixu Sword Venerate chuckled a few times, coldly saying, "So, you don't even care about her life now."
"If so, then just consider I didn't say anything."
