"Gulp! Gulp!"
In the quiet hall, the sound of throats swallowing filled the air. The four members of the Nanqinghong Hanghu Branch looked at Ye Fan with terror, as if they had lost control over their bodies. Aside from trembling, they had no other reaction.
At the same time, Liu Qin, frightened to the point her face turned pale, huddled in a corner, shaking. Instead of looking at Ye Fan, she gazed at Qu Feng with eyes pleading for survival.
Clearly... she realized that with the situation as it was, they could only hope for Qu Feng to turn the tide.
If even Liu Qin had seen this, Qiao Bazhi's mind was naturally clear as a mirror—he not only turned his gaze toward Qu Feng, but he also subtly moved in that direction.
It felt as though only by hiding behind Qu Feng could he find some safety!
"Friend, you certainly have the capital to be arrogant,"