Aura was something that was very hard to describe, and Xia Fei was concealing a murderous aura.
Though he normally seemed very witty and meticulous, like some happy-go-lucky person, anyone who truly attempted to test his bottom line would not meet a very good end.
The knife that this freckled fellow from the Brightsea Clan had taken out was not very sharp, and the hilt was studded with expensive jewels of various dazzling colors. This was truly a scion of a wealthy clan, for even his knife had so much work put into it.
Xia Fei's aura instantly changed when that knife was taken out. Initially, he had regarded this freckled man as a crazed dog, and Xia Fei was not one to stoop to a crazed dog's level. However, now that this crazed dog bared its fangs at him, he naturally needed to give it a good beating.
