Mu Yan was not at all surprised; his strength was above that of the twelve Knights of the Round Table, and he had long been aware of them following him.
He wasn't worried about the revelation of the relationship between himself and Xiao Han.
"One of the twelve Knights of the Round Table, George."
"One of the twelve Knights of the Round Table, Aler."
Two tall men walked in from outside, their faces stern, proudly stating their own names.
"If I killed you now, I wonder if Arthur would go crazy," Xiao Han said slowly.
The expressions on the faces of George and his companion stiffened, and they immediately showed a surge of battle intent.
"You better not make a move; with your strength, you are no match for him," Mu Yan warned, sensing a change in Xiao Han.