Xu Zhenyu took Si Yiyan's punch and the corners of his mouth broke, blood spilling. He raised his arm and wiped off the blood on his lips like a lone wolf, staring fiercely at Si Yiyan as if he was his prey.
"Ninth Si!" Xu Zhenyu gasped heavily because he had just gone through a fight. There was still blood on him, his ferociousness lingering, and his energy was at its peak.
A pair of peach eyes, bloodshot and filled with a cold murderous gaze.
"Nice to meet you!" Si Yiyan said lightly.
Compared to Xu Zhenyu's tired look after the fight, Si Yiyan was calm, his posture was quiet and noble, his expression solemn and indifferent, and he had a sense of godly silence.
Xu Zhenyu stared at him like a wolf. "This time you're the third party participant of the Envoy's Mission!"