"What are you babbling about there? I'll smash all your teeth first!" Yan He angrily said.
He exerted all his strength, trying to make the whip lash out, but he was already sweating profusely, and the whip in his hand seemed to be stuck by something.
"Shut your mouth!" Yan Xu suddenly shouted, commanding his own lackey.
Yan He, however, froze, for he did not see Yan Xu's complexion had already turned pale with fear and astonishment.
Zhu Minglang watched Yan Xu, saw the trembling back of his hand, saw his pupils tense and uneasy.
Overhead, a thick darkness loomed, which could be mistaken for the shadow of heavy clouds at a careless glance, but Yan Xu had clearly sensed something. A terrifying creature hid within this shadow. They couldn't see it, but they could feel a pair of eyes watching them, exerting a pressure that made Yan Xu's body hair stand on end!
"Do you still feel that me spitting seeds at you is an insult now?" Zhu Minglang asked with a warm smile.
