Ji Qiutang frowned as he looked at Bi Xia, whose aura had suddenly grown stronger, surpassing the anger he felt at the police station when he bailed out the teenager. Ji Qiutang could clearly see the cloud of spiritual power on top of Bi Xia's head gradually expanding, and the endless pressure spreading from that cloud.
Far away, Yu Tian also realized something was wrong. Sitting in the car, he frowned at the young man. Because he had been dealing with some matters, the moment he returned to observe with his spiritual power materialization, he saw the masked young man. In truth, the boy wasn't so inconspicuous, but when he saw Ji Qiutang, the emotions they have always stomped beneath their feet surged, only thinking of how to indulge in retaliation.
But now, it seemed obvious that this young man was someone formidable.
