"I want to kill you!" As expected, upon hearing Han Yan's sarcastic remarks, Long Ya felt his anger swell, and he furiously shouted while rapidly casting a series of hand gestures.
An unusual power rippled through the surroundings!
"Long Ya, stop!" The young man leading the group changed his expression and shouted sternly.
"Stop quickly!" Another man also yelled in panic.
"I want to kill him, I want to kill him." Long Ya seemed to have lost his reason, shouting madly.
Han Yan felt a twinge and once again held the hilt of his sword.
She could feel the strange power growing stronger with each of Long Ya's hand gestures, and the panicked expressions of the other two made her sense danger.
Huayue and others also noticed something was amiss and quietly gathered around.
Even Ye Lanfeng furrowed his brows slightly.
"Long Ya, stop." At this moment, a calm voice echoed in their ears, followed by a young man approaching slowly.
