The knife Su Yan was pressing to his neck paused.
Her brief daze fell right into Xuanyuan Junyu's eyes.
He laughed.
"So scared?"
His attitude was nothing like someone about to become a hostage.
The curtain was lifted by a breeze.
The Black-clothed Man stood by the carriage, constantly on guard, as if one word of command would make him fight to the death.
Xuanyuan Junyu raised his hand,
"Stand down."
The Black-clothed Man nodded.
"Yes."
The next second, he vanished from sight.
By this time, Li Dabai was already seated on the carriage.
Driving the carriage toward the city.
Xuanyuan Junyu smiled.
"May I ask this little brother's name?
So that when your General rewards you in the future, you'll have a proper title."
As he spoke, Xuanyuan Junyu's gaze swept back to Su Yan.
Su Yan reached out, covering his eyes, blocking his line of sight.
Xiao Hua whispered,
"Host, he just saw you.
And he's the Lord Hero—why don't you want him to see you?"
