Ye Xunhuan stared at the woman cursing him to death with a mocking smile.
At this moment, the woman's face was completely occupied by fear, clearly stunned by Ye Xunhuan's sudden appearance before her.
"Surprised, aren't you?" Ye Xunhuan said blandly, "And very scared, never thought I'd show up in front of you, right?"
"You... you..." The fear on the woman's face not only didn't lessen but intensified.
"Don't you know, talking bad behind someone's back easily gets around, let alone cursing them to death!" Ye Xunhuan interrupted her again!
Saying this, Ye Xunhuan's tone shifted, speaking again: "For those who want me dead, I generally send them to hell first to wait for me!"
Upon hearing this, the woman's heart skipped a beat, her fear overflowing like a breached riverbank, becoming unstoppable.
Simultaneously, a chilling gleam flashed in Ye Xunhuan's eyes, sharp and filled with murderous intent, like a razor-sharp sword, piercing the soul, instilling deep-rooted fear.
