"What are you trying to do?" Even though he was surrounded by a group of young girls who looked like they had no fighting power or threat, Ashton Heath still tightly held Joanna Lawrence in his arms, his eyes coldly said.
His aura was strong.
Even those who were older than him would feel pressure in his presence.
Let alone a group of young girls.
A few girls who had gathered their courage to ask if Joanna was indeed herself instantly became frightened.
The girl in the front turned pale, biting her lips, and looked like she was about to cry.
She looked at Joanna and weakly said, "We are fans of Joanna Lawrence, and we wanted to ask, are you really Joanna?"
Joanna was stunned.
Her first reaction was to reach for the mask on her face.
Was she recognized?
Did she not put her mask on properly?
"You really are Joanna, huh."