Whoosh!
In the villa's grand hall, the expressions on Wu Hu and his three companions changed drastically!
Ye Fan's furious roar, mixed with a spiritual attack, directly bombarded their souls, causing them to shiver with trepidation.
Then, they clearly felt the towering intent to kill emanating from Ye Fan, so piercingly cold that it gave them the illusion as if the Killing God had descended.
"Who is it?"
Almost at the same time, the same question arose in the minds of Wu Hu and his three companions, and they couldn't help but look at each other.
"Crack—"
The response was a crisp sound.
Ye Fan stepped into the villa's grand hall, the floorboards under his feet shattered, debris scattering in all directions, as if the villa itself trembled.
Whoosh!
Wu Hu and the others immediately turned their gaze towards Ye Fan, laying eyes on a face they did not know well, but was by no means unfamiliar.
Ye... Ye Fan?!
In an instant.