Zhao Pei looked at Ye Xuan coldly, obviously not taking him seriously. "I don't kill nameless people. You're the first one."
The wind around them became more violent, cutting at their faces like knives. A light blue spiritual power surrounded Zhao Pei. It was obvious that he majored in the wind. He must have been the one who had attacked A'tian in dark just now.
Ye Xuan replied, "I don't kill nameless people. You won't be the last one."
After he finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at Zhao Qing and the others beside him. The meaning behind his words was obvious.
"I didn't expect you to be so arrogant despite your young age!"
In Zhao Qing's eyes, Ye Xuan had overestimated himself and was so ignorant. "Brother Zhao Pei, make it quick. Don't waste time on this kind of person."