“Who dares to act so insolently here?!”
The red-haired man, Jiang Yan, suddenly walked out of the manor.
“None of your business.”
Skeleton stepped forward immediately.
“You want to die?!” In a flash, Jiang Yan shot toward Skeleton.
An explosive sound resounded as Jiang Yan’s palm clashed with Skeleton’s palm, and they both staggered back a few steps simultaneously.
Skeleton and Jiang Yan met each other’s eyes, shock apparent.
“Skeleton, withdraw,” Ji Xiuran lightly called as he looked at Skeleton.
“Yes…” Skeleton answered and immediately retreated.
“Jiang Yan,” Lord Asura also called out indifferently from his spot next to Ye Wanwan.
Jiang Yan nodded and retreated to the side.
A faint and harmless smile stayed firm on Ji Xiuran’s lips. He first glanced at Ye Wanwan before turning to the man next to her. “You must be Lord Asura, the one whose name reverberates throughout the Independent State.”
“Ji Xiuran…” Lord Asura’s gaze also landed on Ji Xiuran.
It looked like it was about to rain. Dark clouds shrouded the sky above them and cold winds sent dust fluttering in the air. The temperature around them plummeted in an instant, causing Ye Wanwan to reflexively rub her arms and shiver.
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