He clearly wanted Ye Hao and the others to kill Sangta, but the woman's actions left Ye Hao very puzzled!
Wasn't she with Sangta? Why would she have such thoughts? Ye Hao was very confident in his own feelings. Since he began practicing the Emperor's Heart Skill, his perceptions were almost never wrong.
"Don't kill him," Ruth glared at Xue Zhaolong angrily.
Xue Zhaolong naturally couldn't bear the glare of an English woman; his knife was about to slash down on Sangta's neck.
Ye Hao waved his hand and said, "Forget it, we're here to have fun, don't fuss too much."
"Yes, boss." Xue Zhaolong nodded. He knew it was not that Ye Hao was afraid, but that Ye Hao might have sensed something, which is why he told him to stop.
If not, given Ye Hao's usual attitude towards foreigners, killing a Sangta would be nothing more than a game to him.
"Let's go!" Ye Hao glanced at the woman named Ruth and left with his people.
