At this time and scene, Ye Xuan and the masked woman locked eyes, and even without speaking a single word, they seemed to share a mutual understanding, yet also regarded each other with caution and wariness.
"A master, a true master!"
In their hearts, the same voice echoed.
As a result, the atmosphere in the entire bar suddenly became chillingly silent, with a vague, uncomfortable pressure quietly emerging unnoticed.
But it didn't last long.
"Brat, what are you looking at? Never seen a great beauty before?" The young girl standing beside the masked woman suddenly shouted at Ye Xuan with a coquettish arrogance.
Ye Xuan's sword-like eyebrows twitched, and his piercing gaze shot sharply at the young girl.
The girl felt her heart tremble.
At that moment, she inexplicably felt a sense of suffocation, as if staring her down was not a man, but a ferocious beast from the primordial wilds!
"Yue'er, don't be rude!"
