Ah!
Duan Feifei, Ding Xiaoyu, and the others exclaimed in shock as they instinctively crouched down, hugging their heads. The immense sound frightened them greatly, almost causing them to collapse onto the ground.
Hardened exterior wall glass shattered, spilling all the fragments inside the room. Outside, a piece of Deadwood extended through the window. Standing on that branch was a burly man with golden hair and emerald eyes, filled with pride as if the whole world should honor and respect him.
Guo Yi's eyes were cold as he stared at the other party and asked, "Your uninvited arrival suggests ill intentions, doesn't it?"
"Are you Guo Yi?" the man asked in broken Chinese.
"Yes, I am!" Guo Yi stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his aura not losing to the other at all, in fact, it was more than a match. A smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Speak, who exactly are you?"
