Seeing his own master actually hugging a violent god of murder, Xu Yi was scared out of his wits.
"9th… 9th master…"
It's dangerous!
Ye Wanwan stared at the man's face which looked even more stunning when he was in a rage like he'd gone to hell and back. The violence and murderous intent in her eyes slowly subsided like the tide.
"Ah-Jiu…" The girl's bone-chilling and threatening aura dissipated instantly like she knew she was finally safe. Her body left combat mode and relaxed instantly from being severely overworked.
Even though Si Yehan's expression was still extremely icy, the way he carried her by her waist was very gentle.
"Xu Yi, send that girl back and block off all news from tonight's incident." Si Yehan ordered then picked up Ye Wanwan and strode away.
