A Wolf Wearing the Skin of a Sheep

The second Zhao Feng moved, he was spotted by several geniuses of the Pure Moon Spiritual Sect.

Sou Sou!

The two male disciples that had an enmity with Zhao Feng moved to his left and right as they ‘protected’ Zhao Feng.

“Thanks.”

Zhao Feng gave off a comforted look and Ye Yanyu’s eyes twinkled as she watched Zhao Feng’s figure move further and further away.

She felt uneasy and this uneasiness increased as Zhao Feng got further away.

Even since Yu Luo’s death, Ye Yanyu was instinctively wary and cautious of Zhao Feng.

At this point in time, all her attention was gathered on Zhao Feng and the blue haired figure became more and more mysterious.

As if sensing something, the blue haired youth turned around and smiled at her while looking at her in the eye.

The mysterious left eye seemed to full of limitless ice and it could see through all her secrets.

In that instance, Ye Yanyu’s heart shook and a coldness extended throughout her body as if she had been seen naked.