It's Yu Wenye.
He appeared solemn, but his cold eyes, except for reflecting the blade against him, did not show any murderous intent. His hands hung calmly by his sides, without exerting any force or holding any weapon.
Lei Guo furrowed his brows and said, "You, not making a move?"
Yu Wenye looked at him coldly and said, "You should be able to see that I do not intend to fight you."
"..."
"Because if I wanted to make a move, it would have been at the door just now, and by now, you should have already been out of breath."
"...!"
Lei Guo's face stiffened, and the tip of the sword in his hand trembled slightly, but he did not refute.
Clearly, he knew very well Yu Wenye's prowess and understood that there was no exaggeration in his words. The fact that he could still stand here with a sword in hand pointed at Yu Wenye was only because Yu Wenye was giving him a chance.
He took a deep breath and said, "Then, what do you want?"
