Yun Yubai Is on the Brink of Death!

"Lord, your forehead..."

The Night Asuras all widened their eyes in shock and sucked in a breath of cold air.

"What's wrong with my forehead?" Ximen Chuan asked, quickly pulling out a mirror.

As soon as he looked into it, his eyes nearly rolled back in shock, and he almost fainted right on the spot.

On his once smooth and flawless forehead were three red characters: Eavesdropping Thief.

Eavesdropping Thief?!

His expression darkened, and he hurriedly rubbed his forehead.

No matter how hard he rubbed, he couldn't erase the marks.

Moreover, his forehead was turning bright red, as if blood was about to seep out.

The Night Asuras rushed forward to stop him. "Lord, Lord, calm down! If you keep rubbing it like this, you might disfigure yourself!"

Ximen Chuan held his forehead, his eyes bloodshot, gnashing his teeth in fury.

He had never been this humiliated since his rise to fame.

Damn Nanli.