Ji Sifei's face immediately changed when she saw Chen Yuan suddenly speaking; her already deathly pale face now showed not even a hint of color.
"Brother Yuan, how could you be here? You shouldn't have spoken just now. Inside is..."
"Who is it!"
Just as Ji Sifei was about to finish her sentence, that alarming voice from within the house reached them again, and the aura of an Inner Energy Strong abruptly filled the air.
Chen Yuan turned his head to look at Ji Sifei, who exuded a unique temperament, and softly said,
"It's nothing."
Ji Sifei was startled by his response, and just as she was about to tell Chen Yuan to leave again, the figure of a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of the two. Her body instantly stiffened, and then her face bore a look of bitterness.
"Who is he?" The middle-aged man first swept his gaze over Chen Yuan, his eyes brimming with chill, and then looked at Ji Sifei with a heavy warning in his gaze.
'Indeed, Internal Energy Great Success.'
