Behind the Vermilion Bird, two men and one woman followed, from whom Ye Chen could sense a touch of Ancient Martial Artist's Qi, presumably all members of Dragon Soul.
The one who voiced the taunt was the arrogantly poised young man standing on the far left.
Ye Chen frowned at the resentment in Zheng Yu's eyes, slightly perplexed.
What was certain was that besides the Vermilion Bird, he had not met the other three people before and had no conflicts with them, so why would Zheng Yu bear a grudge against him?
Could it really be that, being used to arrogance, he fell ill at the sight of someone more handsome than himself?
At this time, Vermilion Bird's face carried a trace of indignant anger, she glared fiercely at Zheng Yu and rebuked him without mercy, "Zheng Yu, what nonsense are you talking about? Apologize to Ye Chen right now."
