No Escape
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The middle-aged man clearly did not expect the mysterious masked youth to speak in such a tone.
He had followed Han Yun into the Blood Spirit Secret Realm many times, but this was the first time he had heard someone really talk about Han Yun like that.
Everyone tried their best to curry favor with Han Yun. Every time Han Yun appeared, the genius disciples of the Kunlun Mountains would give him spiritual treasures and praise him.
However, this was the first time someone had openly disregarded him like this.
"You don't know me?" the middle-aged man asked with interest.
Before Ye Chen could say anything, Ye Luo puffed out her chest and put her hands on her hips. "Why would Mr. Ye want to know you?"
"Mr. Ye?"
The middle-aged man frowned. He also knew some of the geniuses, but there were very few with the surname Ye.