Following the voice, this Evil Sword Sovereign Feng Ziming emerged from the crowd with a sneer.
The entire audience fell into silence, as no one had expected him to step forward and speak at this moment.
Jian ZaiXin's face darkened, feeling greatly displeased.
When did matters of the Jian Sect get to a point where an unrelated outsider can meddle?
But just as she was about to speak out and reprimand, Feng Ziming sneered her way.
"Miss Jian, there's no need to rush. If I dare to question like this, there must be a reason!"
Saying that, he lifted his head and looked at Xue An with a sinister expression.
"Kid, I don't care what your relationship with Jian San is, but this is not a place for you to meddle!"
His words were very harsh, but Xue An did not get angry. Instead, he looked at him quietly, and then a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Oh? Since you said I shouldn't meddle here, then what are you?"
