His voice boomed like thunder, echoing through the corridor and then spreading out in all directions, the sound imbued with immense self-confidence.
However, after two and a half seconds passed without anything unusual happening, Yi Chen let out a long sigh of relief.
His words a moment ago had been a probe, stemming from the feeling of being watched when he had been at the tea house run by the beautiful woman, hence the deception.
It was precisely because of such apprehensions that he hadn't used the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his deadly fight with the tall ghoul, preferring to keep it as his ace in the hole.
Naturally, the best outcome was the current state of calm.
"Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Yan Family of the great capital, I, Yi Chengzi, have taken note of this account," Yi Chen said with a cold expression, adding two more entries on his mental ledger before changing into fresh clothes and striding confidently towards the outside.
