A demonic glint shone in Heavenly Wolf's eyes and his pupils constricted continuously as an indescribable fear surged forth.
"Little monk, are you afraid?"
The voice of Heavenly Wolf sounded faintly and reverberated through the hall in a sinister manner.
Ming Zhen turned to look at Heavenly Wolf with clear and innocent eyes.
Those eyes seemed to be the cleanest thing in the world, possessing a mysterious noble might and supreme benevolence that could cleanse one's heart of all sins and ugliness.
When he met with those eyes, Heavenly Wolf actually felt ashamed.
The Dharmic Dao of the Eye of Fear dissipated silently as well.
"Patron, what's wrong?"
Ming Zhen asked softly with a smile, "Why do you feel fear? Why don't you tell me? Perhaps I can help you resolve it."
"I…"
Heavenly Wolf explained hurriedly, "I don't have any ill intentions. I just want you to make a fool of yourself and back off."
