All the guests on the second floor stood up in terror at this moment!
Because right before their eyes, those five seemingly fierce and robust men were turned into ice sculptures during their attack.
Sudden, without any warning.
The blue-haired youth wore a white suit, looking incredibly elegant.
But at this moment, he glanced at the onlookers with his ice-blue eyes.
A chill rose in everyone's hearts.
They saw an icy dead silence in his eyes.
[Cannot provoke.]
This was everyone's unanimous thought at that moment.
So the onlookers quickly retreated, leaving not a trace.
Only the shivering service staff remained.
He was merely an ordinary mercenary, earning some extra cash while gathering intelligence during his team's downtime.
Who would have thought to encounter such a ruthless figure.
"Another pot of tea, please."
In a cold voice, the blue-haired youth returned to his seat.
He gazed leisurely into the distance.
The distance held only the black night…
