"Brother Ye, only after meeting you today did I realize what it means to be low-key. Unlike those three, each with their nostrils flared toward the sky, especially Yuan Feng, that bratty kid who barely has a whisker, daring to boast that he will cut you down in the Qing bang competition. I think you could squash him with just one finger..."
Lv Zhan was quite forthright. Seeing that Ye Fan didn't keep him at arm's length, he immediately smiled and started talking as if he had known Ye Fan for a long time.
"Hmph!"
Suddenly, a cold snort sharply interrupted Lv Zhan's words. A terrifying aura emanated from Chu Xuanji.
Whoosh!
Lv Zhan thought Chu Xuanji was unhappy with him and, frightened, his face paled as he swallowed the rest of his words.
"Swoosh—"
At the same time, Chu Xuanji sprung up, generating a gust of wind as he swiftly flew toward the entrance of the villa.
"Swoosh! Swoosh!"