The young man crawled on the ground in fear. At first glance, he looked no different from the others around him.
But under Lin Yi's gaze, the young man didn't react at first, but as time went on, he couldn't keep up the act anymore.
Until Jiang Xiaoshang turned his gaze over.
The young man could only stand up helplessly.
" Heh!" Jiang Xiaoshang chuckled." Evil Lord, huh? You're pretty good at plastic surgery, aren't you?"
Xue Qianlang subconsciously turned around, his heart pounding.
This person was his chosen follower, and he had been following him around for the past few days without revealing any flaws in front of him. How could he be the Evil Lord?
However, Xue Qianlang was already certain that the other party was indeed the Evil Lord.
For a moment, Xue Qianlang was flabbergasted and didn't know how to react.
"You did well," the young man patted him on the shoulder.
".."
Xue Qianlang's blood turned cold at those words.
