"I have to go to the Brothel-"
*Boom!*
*Woosh!*
As soon as those words left Noah's mouth, two sets of killing intents locked onto him so precisely that even the air did not seem to be moving in the room.
The clouds in the sky started to turn darker, laced with dark and malicious intent. They gathered on top of their house.
But before they became more conspicuous and gathered attention from people, Noah immediately cast a seal to stop their intentions from flowing through.
"Hehe… Xin Yan, I think… I am having trouble hearing things… hehe.." Elysia turned to look at the woman standing beside her while pointing at Noah.
Her voice was strained unlike the emotion on her face, which was stagnant and chilling. Her eyes, as vacant as the abyss, one might feel despair just by looking inside of them.
