Si Yangze walked toward Zhang Bin, and naturally, the experts guarding him followed close behind.
Each of these experts was a Cultivator who had reached at least the Golden Core Realm, though there were also SS-level Psychics among them.
It was an immense force. Combined, they could likely cause Heaven-Destroying, Earth-Extinguishing devastation.
Everyone cast sidelong glances, not daring to breathe too loudly.
This guy seems to be heading right for me. What's going on? Is there something special about me? Zhang Bin wondered, puzzled.
Before long, Si Yangze arrived at Zhang Bin's table.
Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue had already shot to their feet and were standing respectfully, their faces filled with reverence.
Zhang Bin, however, acted as if he hadn't seen a thing, continuing to sip his tea. He was deeply displeased with this man, so why would he acknowledge him? Why would he adopt a deferential posture like Ma Rufei and the other man?
