Han Ziye did not intend to engage in a verbal spar with Xuanyuan Wuji. He gently furrowed his brow, his eyes watching Xuanyuan Wuji with an enigmatic gaze, pondering for a moment before speaking to Xuanyuan Wuji, "You didn't come here just to talk about these trivial old matters, did you? You can see, Linda is not here, Xuanyuan Wuji, I don't have much time to waste, feel free to speak directly."
Han Ziye went straight to the point; he was still eager to find Shangguan Linlang and naturally did not want to waste more time with Xuanyuan Wuji.
As soon as Han Ziye spoke, a fleeting sharp glint flashed through Xuanyuan Wuji's dark eyes. He pulled his thin lips into a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Xuanyuan Wuji's smile made Han Ziye very uncomfortable, but he still tried his best to remain restrained.
