Looking at Lilia, who was looking at him with a serious and even slightly provocative expression, Zhou Hao smiled.
He didn't expect this woman to be so confident in her own strength.
She actually dared to provoke him so brazenly. He didn't know where she got the courage to say such things to him.
Zhou Hao's gaze swept across the rest of them, only to see the man from the Caucasus, Lei ting, still sitting in his original position, looking at his communicator. It was as if he had not noticed the conflict between them, his face extremely serious.
He turned a blind eye to his surroundings, as if no matter how the battle ended, it had nothing to do with him.
Beside him, Qiao Nina was curiously sizing up Zhou Hao. She wanted to see just how capable he was for him to dare to provoke them.
Although she had already sensed Zhou Hao's fierce aura when he walked over, she was not sure how strong he was.
