291 A woman blessed by heaven

Suddenly disturbed from a pleasant moment, Yelu Yan's displeasure grew, his brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "What is it?"

His voice carried a strange huskiness, tainted with thick traces of passion, yet it could not conceal his domineering majesty.

Hearing the voice, Bater's heart trembled chaotically. Relying on the faint starlight, he looked helplessly at Jinwu, fearing that a great disaster might be imminent.

Yelu Yan was always fair in rewards and punishments, but the regal aura that surrounded him made people feel intimidated and willing to submit; apart from Li Xianyun and Yaduo, there was no one who was not afraid of him.

The fear of Yelu Yan seemed to be etched into people's bones, deeply fused into their bloodstream.

Just one look, one gesture, or a thread of his voice was enough to scare someone into shivering, too frightened to compose themselves.