The eerie red light flashed quickly in the young man's eyes, and although the dialogue between the two was brief, they had secretly exchanged blows several times. Watching Yi Tian kill a lurking foe, the young man's eyes widened as if he was about to make a move, but he forcibly suppressed his inner anger, coldly laughing as he looked at Yi Tian.
"I didn't expect your senses to be so keen." These words were spoken lightly, but only he knew the real situation. Cultivating such a stealthy operative wasn't easy, and yet, before this person could be of any use, he was dead. On the surface, he appeared calm, but internally he was a storm of rage.
"Average." Yi Tian didn't even raise an eyebrow, instead transmitting his thoughts to William and the others about the current situation.
