The moment Yan Tingfeng released his killing intent, Professor Shen also sensed it.
She looked at the fully armed man with some apprehension, unable to see his face, only those eyes as clear as colored glaze.
His eyes seemed calm and incredibly beautiful, yet there was a surge of violence in their depths, startling to behold.
"That, that, Xiao Yan, our top priority must be to rescue Wanlan first," Professor Shen took a few steps back to catch her breath, "That door only opens every three days, and there's no food or water inside. I'm afraid..."
Yan Tingfeng's eyelashes lowered, and when he looked up again, his expression had returned to normal: "Elder Shen, please lead the way for me to check it out."
"Okay." Having witnessed Yan Tingfeng's expertise in rhythm, Professor Shen realized that this young man was as unfathomable as Ye Wanlan.
After informing the director's team, she led Yan Tingfeng into the underground palace.
