Although the others were anxious and worried, relatively speaking, they didn't have that much fear. The four people headed by Xu Yan sat at the adjacent table with Chen Han, and cold sweat kept pouring out from their foreheads, dripping on the table with a slight tingle. The sound of the ground made the back of my heart already drenched.
"What's the name of this brother?" Chen Han looked at Xu Yan with a smile.
"Xu...Xuyan, I'm Xuyan..." That bastard's tongue started to get knotted, even though more than two hundred masters of his sect were present, he wasn't too scared at first, but the calmness of the other party gave him some This kind of feeling, Chen Han doesn't pay attention to these two hundred people at all.
"Xuhiko..."
Chen Han repeated a few words of his name, and suddenly slapped his thigh, Xu Yan was so frightened on the spot that he jumped up screaming and turned around to run.