Two faint words echoed like a thunderclap! Reverberating through the spacious living room!
Eardrums buzzed, and everyone's faces turned pale!
It seemed that standing before them was not the fallen youth, but a Heavenly God descending from the skies.
With an aura like divine might, everyone felt an urge to bow down and worship.
"This..."
It took a good while for everyone to recover, and they looked at Ye Xuanhao's few subordinates. Their plight deepened the horror on everyone's faces.
These people, by any measure, were skilled hands with numerous lives under their belts. Yet now, they all knelt on the ground like servants.
Their faces strained, covered in sweat, as if bearing the weight of Mount Tai.
"This..."
Such pained expressions clearly indicated Xu Fan's methods, everyone knew, and a wave of fear ensued.
Without even lifting a hand, Ye Xuanhao's men fell. Xu Fan's strength was utterly terrifying...
