Guiyuan Biao Bureau Young Master, Mu Feichen.
Lin Fan listened to the whispers of the discussions around him, silently reciting in his heart.
Zhu Qilue also snapped back from his fright, moments ago he thought Lin Fan was going to die in this wretched place, as he stood there not moving, not even dodging.
"Are you crazy, why didn't you dodge?! You almost died, you know? If it weren't for this guy, you'd be dead by now!"
"Heh." Lin Fan rolled his eyes, glanced at Zhu Qilue, and didn't say a word more.
However, Zhu Qilue's heart suddenly sank, his eyes widened. Could it be that Lin Fan had already known this well-dressed guy would make a move, so he stayed still, conserving his strength?!
Terrifying...
Absolutely terrifying!
He stared at Lin Fan, vaguely sensing a violent aura emanating from him, shivering with fear.
He increasingly found Lin Fan unfathomable.
"This guy, do you know who he is?" Lin Fan motioned towards Mu Feichen with his lips, and asked.
