"Forget it, since I've agreed, I've agreed. This is fate! What can't be escaped in the end, cannot be escaped."
Yang Yan waved his hand, speaking powerlessly.
Hel frowned but didn't say anything more.
However, her suspicious gaze was clearly waiting for Yang Yan's follow-up.
Yang Yan shook his head:
"Let's go! However, it seems there are a few guys outside who want to make a move on you. Later, you go out first, and I'll hide and see what those guys actually want to do."
"There are people outside?"
Hel's eyes flashed with excitement, and the murderous aura around her instantly released.
Yang Yan couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
As expected of a being who wields the Law of Death, killing almost becomes instinctual.
But Yang Yan never had a good impression of this group of black-robed people, so he nodded lightly:
"Yes! A bunch of sleazy guys, hiding their faces, not daring to show their true selves. Also, there's a handsome blond guy with a hammer."
