"I've said it before, and I don't want to repeat myself a second time," the young man with a ponytail said coldly, glancing at him with a touch of killing intent in his eyes.
The young man with a buzz cut felt a chill in his heart and finally calmed down.
But being naturally restless, after a while he felt uncomfortable all over and could only look up at the sky.
Whoosh!
A shadow streaked past.
But upon closer inspection, it seemed as though nothing was there.
The young man with the buzz cut rubbed his eyes, "Junior brother, did you see something just now?"
"Junior brother!"
He turned his head for a look, and nowhere in his line of sight was there any trace of his junior brother.
"What's happening!?" The young man with a buzz cut felt a chill rush over him, as if all the hairs on his body were standing on end.
He immediately sensed that something was wrong, tensed his muscles, his pupils constricted, cautiously checking his surroundings.
Bang!
