Protection

"Get lost!"

The creepy smile on Bai Bin's face froze, and his expression turned cold when he heard a voice that rumbled like a clap of thunder. A frightening, cold aura exuded from his entire body. Layers of frost started to form on the ground. Bai Bin glared coldly at Mu Chen. He said slowly, "Cut your tongue. I'll let you go."

Mu Chen smiled. "Who do you think you are?" However, his smile could not conceal his mockery.

He could sense the danger from Bai Bin, and Mu Chen figured that he was from one of the phoenix clans. However, Mu Chen was not afraid of anyone. Since he had made enough enemies for himself, adding another one would not make any difference. Hence, he did not mind at all.