"Who?" Ye Xunhuan immediately shouted in a low voice.
In the next moment, a man dressed in a purple robe abruptly appeared in mid-air, without any warning. He stood tall and handsome, with features that were strikingly attractive. His blue eyes were like sapphires, deep as the sea, and his whole body radiated an air of elegance and warmth, akin to a noble son from a century-old Western family.
Especially with the purple long robe the man wore, it accentuated his resemblance to a noble son from an ancient Western family.
"Blood Concealment Technique!" Ye Xunhuan's face darkened upon seeing the man appear out of thin air: "Are you from the blood tribe?"
Ye Xunhuan and Olivia were inseparable, confidants. He was not fully acquainted with every technique of the blood tribe, but he knew at least eight or nine out of ten!
