The young man glanced at how assertive Ye Xiu was, wondering if this person had an extraordinary identity?
He quickly grinned and said, "My name is Mu Fei, brother, what's your name?"
"I didn't call!" Ye Xiu replied.
Mu Fei inhaled sharply, "Brother, you're quite humorous."
Ye Xiu couldn't be bothered with him, mingling among the crowd, assessing the passing bloodstains and corpses; these provided him with a lot of information.
"Tsk…"
Seeing Ye Xiu ignoring him, Mu Fei ran to a middle-aged man nearby and said:
"Senior, do you know that person?"
"Who?" The middle-aged man asked.
Mu Fei pointed at Ye Xiu.
The middle-aged man took a glance, "Don't know him, what's up?"
"I asked him for his number, he said I was blind; I asked him his name, he ignored me, acting really arrogant—I think his identity is not simple." Mu Fei said.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man was instantly intrigued by Ye Xiu and said, "Go around and ask, see if anyone knows him."
