And at this moment, even knowing that Zhou Yan was his enemy, Hong Yuqiao exhibited a somewhat naive demeanor, staring at Zhou Yan with eyes full of admiration and awe, like a young girl seeing her favorite person for the first time, her eyes slightly glowing.
Such a gaze, if unaware of the situation, would certainly make one think they are favored by this young girl. Even Zhou Yan's sensing power could sense the genuine appreciation and admiration that Hong Yuqiao had for him.
This was truly terrifying.
Precisely because of this sensing, Zhou Yan suddenly felt his heart grow cold.
The extension of hatred could make a pure girl become so frightening, with such a profound mind.
However, after understanding these things, Zhou Yan wisely did not show anything, acting as if completely unaware.
He looked at these cultivators, who also gazed at him with solemn eyes, each cultivator very serious.
