"Why are you here? I've been looking for you for so long!"
A slightly petulant voice rang out as a young woman took a seat opposite Lin Xuan.
The woman was about twenty years old, with a lovely face and soul-hooking eyes that stared intently at Lin Xuan.
"You've mistaken me for someone else," Lin Xuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"How could I? Even if you turned to ashes, I would recognize you!" The beautiful woman picked up the drink from the table and began to drink.
Lin Xuan looked at the woman in front of him, puzzled, when suddenly he felt a movement in his brow and looked ahead.
There, several shadows flickered, their eyes filled with coldness.
Most of those gazes were directed at the young woman opposite Lin Xuan, but when they looked at Lin Xuan, they were also filled with hostility.
Clearly, they had lumped Lin Xuan and the young woman together.
Lin Xuan's expression darkened; unexpectedly becoming a human shield was displeasing to him.
