This prompted Su Ye to raise an eyebrow, and she took a second look at him.
'This man is incredibly arrogant.'
'Malicious at heart, with a venomous tongue.'
'I'm surprised he can endure it now, acting as if nothing had ever happened.'
Meanwhile, Chu Huan's gaze also landed on Su Ye.
His gaze held not only condescending disdain but also a hint of scrutiny—or perhaps, surprise.
He was surprised that this woman had managed to walk here, completely unscathed, from such a deadly place.
Likewise, he never expected her to have a connection with his Imperial Uncle.
And yet, she was just a woman with the meager strength of a Third Tier.
Chu Huan's gaze swept over Su Ye again and again.
Uncharacteristically, he took the initiative to address her.
"I didn't expect to run into you again, Miss Su."
Then, his gaze fell upon the relatively small Cannibal Flower, Golden Crow.
Right now, Golden Crow was just a big, bright red flower.
