"Lu... Xuan!"
These two words were uttered slowly, as if they drained all of Tang Yun's strength.
Almost every sound carried an unmanageable shock and fear from Tang Yun.
This clearly showed that Lu Xuan's sudden appearance caused waves of turmoil in Tang Yun's heart.
Lu Xuan's gaze was exceptionally icy, his expression calm, yet exuding an invisible pressure that made one's skin crawl.
Subsequently, Lu Xuan's eyes indifferently swept over the four people, as if overlooking a group of insignificant ants.
On the other side, the four people's gazes were tightly locked on Lu Xuan, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly froze.
The momentum of these three men and one woman in the air was extremely extraordinary, yet in front of Lu Xuan, they seemed exceptionally insignificant.
The person standing at the forefront, Tang Yun, looked about thirty years old.
