The awkwardness and tension spread within the isolated area the barrier had protected. Ye Xiajie was looking at Han Ya with his dull and emotionless one. One could even see the lurking darkness within the depths of these obsidian and ruby-like irises. During the conversation between Han Ya and Ye Xiajie, the rest had their mouths shut as they could feel the aura spreading from Ye Xiajie. It was heavy and extremely comfortable as if death itself was looking at them.
Only Chu Mo thought that the Lord God might end up killing the Protagonist Gong but when he heard the words he last said, he understood that these protagonists would remain unharmed as long as Lord Hei likes them but the moment they lost his interest, the ending of there two would never be as peaceful as death.
