Compared to him, Yu Tianheng was noticeably agitated. Under Tang San's provocative words, Yu Tianheng's emotions had been thoroughly stirred up.
Flanking the young man with short black hair were a man and a woman. The man had long fiery red hair that cascaded down his back, even his eyes were a dark red. His appearance was similarly ordinary, but, like the short-haired youth before him, he exuded an intangible aura.
The lone woman among them had long black hair and bore a certain resemblance to the man at the forefront. The expressions on all three faces seemed as though they had been cast from the same mold. At first glance, this girl didn't seem particularly beautiful. However, if one observed her closely, they could sense an unusual charm radiating from her.
A familiar voice spoke beside Tang San's ear, "Pay close attention to these three people."
