Xiaoqi let out an awkward laugh, and just then, someone walked toward They from inside the Barrier. The man at the front, dressed like a noble young master, looked at Xiaoqi in surprise and said, "Xiaoqi? Where did you run off to?"
Xiaoqi bared her teeth in a dry grin and squeezed out two words: "Fourth Brother."
Feng Chan Yi gave She a puzzled look, but since there were many people here, it was not appropriate to say much. She just tossed her a line: "I'll interrogate you later!"
Han Jing's gaze, however, fell on the man behind the one Xiaoqi had called Fourth Brother.
He was very tall, with sword-like brows and deep-set eyes. His jet-black pupils were like pools of ink, as deep as a secluded tarn, carrying a natural, icy aloofness that kept people a thousand miles away.
When Han Jing's gaze landed on She, She was taken aback in Her heart. Her instinct told Her that this man was anything but simple!
