"Who is she?"
Watching the angrily departing Su Zhizhu, Mi Xier asked emotionlessly.
The killing intent and aura displayed by those high-end professionals is just a regular occurrence for Lu Ping'an, but for pure newcomers, it's an overly stimulating threat of death.
Lu Ping'an, who was stared at by Su Zhizhu, appeared indifferent. However, the three students behind him felt the unpleasant taste of not having control over their own lives.
"A mercenary I had crossed paths with during work previously, just a minor grudge, nothing but a small matter."
They had such a reaction just over a small matter? The three exchanged glances, finding it a bit hard to believe. The chill that had reached their spines, they had thought it was a life-and-death enmity.
"Is she very strong?"
"Silver-tier, perhaps. But it's no big deal, her partner was much stronger, and they suffered some losses at my hands back then, so it's normal for them to bear a grudge."
Lu Ping'an didn't really care.
