Ye Qiu descended from the villa, dragging his heavy body, ready to enter the room.
Suddenly, his gaze shot towards a grove a hundred meters away, where he saw two shadows, with four eyes watching him.
These two figures, one sharp and aggressive, radiated an aura of a wild beast despite their small stature, exuding a fierce tenacity.
The other, although seemingly indifferent, drew more of Ye Qiu's attention. He felt an even more terrifying vibe from this man than from the skinny youth beside him, an intuition that went beyond mere appearance.
Ye Qiu even speculated that this man, who appeared unimposing, possessed a lethality no weaker than the black-clothed man who had just fled.
The sudden appearance of two masters, whether friend or foe unknown, made Ye Qiu's heart tense up; he was in no condition to confront these two men.
Ye Qiu didn't enter the villa, as these two clearly sought him, their gaze fixed on him.
