Huang Xiaolong emitted an aura of murderous intention, stepping forward with such force that it shattered a row of stone stairs beneath him!
The chilling aura he emitted not only made those around him, like Ji Zhengyu and Ma Chuxia, shiver from the icy coldness, but it also left Xuanyuan Hu and his group, seated in the front, slightly stiff and shuddering from the cold.
"As suspected, Little Long does know the slave," Ma Chuxia nodded knowingly. "No wonder his reaction was so strong just now."
At this moment, Huang Xiaolong continued advancing, emitting a thunderous boom as he shattered yet another large piece of the stairs beneath him.
"Stop!" Xuanyuan Hu sternly shouted. "Oh... So you know this slave... Ha ha ha~~ Birds of a feather flock together indeed. Only a low-grade person like you would befriend a slave... Ha ha ha ha~~~"
The people from the Xuanyuan Family all joined in, laughing scornfully.
