Shang Sizhan's dark phoenix eyes gazed at them. A cold aura instantly erupted from the man's tall body.
A freezing chill assaulted them, and Baili Xi immediately stood up.
'Why was there no sound when Master walked?'
They were all top-notch experts, and their hearing was extremely sharp. They could quickly detect any movement in the wind.
The only existence he could not detect was the big boss's.
Yan Yi looked at his master carefully. He wished to bite his tongue.
"What the f*ck did he just say?"
Shang Sizhan's cold gaze fell on Baili Xi's face and asked again, "What did you just say? Han Yuanfeng wants to match Qianqian and his youngest son?"
"I think so," Baili Xi laughed dryly.
"Seems like it?" Shang Sizhan's expression became even colder. The more his vague answer dissatisfied him.
