Eugene

The bald man's aura was very strong. Every step he took felt like an additional boulder was pressing down on Bai Chen's heart, making her uncontrollably recall the nightmares she had tried to forget.

Her body trembled slightly as if she had encountered her born enemy.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of her. It was a slightly hunched figure in a black cotton coat.

This figure blocked the bald man from her line of sight, cutting off the source of her fear.

Long Yuehong stared at the bald man, his heart beating like drums. He constantly hypnotized himself and pretended to be Shang Jianyao, playing a game where whoever first blinked and looked away lost.

The bald man chuckled and sized up Long Yuehong. He then laughed. "Why? Do you want to save the damsel in distress?"

As he spoke, he didn't stop walking. He continued approaching the two of them with an extremely oppressive feeling.