"Ye Wuyou?"
Lin Dong slightly furrowed his brow, realizing this person wasn't an assassin coming to kill him.
Instead, it was Ye Xiong's son, Ye Wuyou.
At such an age, to be able to cultivate to the strength of a Half-Step Earth Realm martial artist, his martial arts strength and talents were not bad at all.
He hadn't appeared on the Tiger Rankings, not because he couldn't, but because he chose to conceal his abilities.
"So it's you, how did you find me?"
At the moment, Lin Dong withdrew his inner Qi, and the oppressive feeling weighing on Ye Wuyou's shoulders finally dissipated.
Ye Wuyou instantly felt the pressure lift from his shoulders, shrugged, and pinched off the half-smoked cigarette in his mouth.
But instead of throwing it away, he clipped it above his ear.