Han Dingxiang was interrupted by Ye Youlong, and she was stunned for a moment before calming down.
She had indeed been too excited just now, the surprise of coming back from the dead was uncontrollable for anyone.
However, she also felt a bit of trepidation, because the chill that Ye Youlong had just emitted was too cold, so cold that she had no doubt that if she touched Xiao Zhan again, Ye Youlong would lash out and kill her.
Seeing Han Dingxiang's somewhat stiff and pale face, Xiao Zhan offered no explanation and did not attempt to ease the atmosphere.
He knew Ye Youlong's personality all too well, allergic to any scent of flowers.
And his own identity was a bit special to Han Dingxiang.
So, to avoid unnecessary trouble, it was better to cool her down.
"Are you alright?" asked Han Dingxiang.
To break the awkward atmosphere, the now calm Han Dingxiang asked this ordinary question.
"I'm fine, those people have been dealt with," Xiao Zhan replied indifferently.