Lin Xueyi only glanced outside and almost fainted.
The scene outside was just too terrifying for her.
Yang Fei patted her back gently and said, "Don't be afraid. Stay in the car, and don't get out. I'll go have a look."
"Don't go... Yang Fei, how about we just pull out of the auction?"
Lin Xueyi grabbed Yang Fei's hand.
Her face was pale, and there was a faint glimmer of tears in her eyes.
Yang Fei sighed.
"Where there are people, there is the Mortal World. No one can escape it. Don't worry, it's okay."
He comforted her again by patting her shoulder and then stepped out of the taxi.
Yang Fei pulled out the car keys, locked the car door, and then strode forward.
Yang Fei had just taken a couple of steps when all the sedan's headlights maliciously targeted his eyes.
Yang Fei blocked the lights with his left hand and hurried forward.
In his voice, there was a chilling coldness that made people shiver.
"Who dares to come forward?"
"I will!"
