An Zhengnan's question was directed to her but his eyes didn't leave Mo Yujian a bit. He bared his fangs, bloody ruby eyes filled with menace and hostility. Even the fur on his body stood on its end, just like a provoked and threatened animal.
Mo Yujian's eyes were akin to two pools of frozen lake, unchanging, unmoved, only his gesture which was bringing Ouyang Xueqing closer to him that betrayed his overprotective and suspicious thoughts.
"Who is he?!" An Zhengnan was so agitated that he pawed on the ground, ready to pounce.
Ouyang Xueqing sighed helplessly, "An Zhengnan…"
Mo Yujian raised a brow. So, this was the An Zhengnan he had heard before?
