A Good Play

Whilst they were talking, Tang Xiu’s expression suddenly changed. He was acutely aware that a lot of eyes with ill intentions constantly swept over him from the surroundings.

_‘What’s happening here?!’_

He instantly released his Spiritual Sense and completely enveloped the scope of two hundred meters in the surroundings. His brows knitted as he could sense that a lot of people were indeed keeping eyes on him. There were even nearly thirty young thugs with knives and sticks hidden in their bodies.

For a moment, Tang Xiu was silent. Then, he suddenly said, “Kang Xia, you got other plans for this evening?”

Kang Xia shook her head and said, “Been busy all day long today. I’m not an iron woman, so I’ll head home to have some sleep, naturally. Anyway, what’s up? Got something in mind?”

“Interested to follow me and see a good play?” Asked Tang Xiu.

A good play?

With raised brows, Kang Xia asked, “What sort of good play?”