In an instant, an invisible aura of killing intent spread around, making the surrounding temperature seemingly drop.
The airport security personnel also realized that something was amiss, or perhaps they felt as if they were trapped in an icy cavern, chilled from head to toe.
The men from the national security agency were even more on edge, their skin prickling with unease, and they even had the urge to retreat. However, orders from above left them no choice but to face Ye Xunhuan.
Although they had to confront Ye Xunhuan, inwardly they cursed those in higher positions vehemently: you're all afraid of offending Ye Xunhuan, afraid of being killed by him, so you make us do it.
Your lives matter, but are our lives worthless?
Dissatisfaction aside, they had to face the reality of the situation.
"Mr. Ye…"
"Get lost!" Ye Xunhuan uttered coldly, slowly spitting out a single word.
"Mr. Ye…"
"You talk too much!"
