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Su Zimo's gaze was gradually fixed on a black-robed man in the crowd.

The man looked very young and had a sharp face with a cold expression. His gaze was as deep as the sea and he could not be read.

Although the black-robed man was neither tall, short nor muscular, his body gave off a feeling of agility, nimbleness and strength!

It was as though the man did not have a single piece of flesh or muscle that was excess.

The man stood on the spot motionlessly and seemed relaxed. However, Su Zimo could vaguely sense that he would be the first to react should anything happen!

Extremely dangerous!

Su Zimo could count with the fingers on one hand how many demon beasts of the same level could give him this feeling.

The black-robed man stared at Su Zimo fearlessly and calmly.

The glint in Su Zimo's eyes intensified.

The eyes of the black-robed man turned deeper as well.