"Who is this?" The silver-haired elder looked at He Ao with a bit of hesitation, then turned his head, with a touch of doubt and uncertainty in his voice, towards Vigina.
"Paxiu," Vigina said casually, then immediately, before the silver-haired elder could ask the next question, she added, "Yes, the one mentioned on the wanted poster over there."
"Ah, I see," the silver-haired elder took out a silk handkerchief from his chest pocket and lightly wiped his forehead.
"Friend, are you a bit afraid of me?" At that moment, a soft whisper sounded in his ear.
His body suddenly stiffened, and he turned his head to look at the source of the voice.
Unbeknownst to him, He Ao had appeared at his side, squinting slightly with a smile on his face as he looked at him.
Those calm eyes seemed to conceal a bloodthirsty lone wolf, ready at the next moment to leap out and tear him into shreds.
