Hearing the voice which slowly rang out over the open ground, Xiao Yan’s footstep which were about to descend the stairs paused abruptly. With his back facing the square, he lifted his head and inhaled a long breath. The fist within his sleeve was tightly clenched.
On the huge tree, Hai Bodong eyebrows shifted as he frowned intently. His gaze swept toward the middle of the square. At that moment, the expression of Yun Leng and the others appeared a little strange.
“Dammit, has he been recognized by someone?” Hai Bodong softly muttered. The powerful Dou Qi within his body quietly began to circulate.
