"Who here is Yao Yueye?"
Liu Baiyi shifted his gaze from Ye Xuan and looked indifferently at Li Zhiwei.
Honestly, Liu Baiyi's attitude wasn't exactly arrogant, yet it exuded a certain aloofness, as if he didn't regard Li Zhiwei and the others at all. If it were anyone else, Li Zhiwei and the others would have been furious.
But for some reason, when faced with Liu Baiyi's inquiry, Li Zhiwei and the others showed no anger. It was as if they felt inferior to Liu Baiyi, a realization that left them deeply shocked.
"I am Yao Yueye, greeting the Divine Son in White." Ye Xuan replied calmly, cupping his hands in salute to Liu Baiyi.
"You are Yao Yueye?"
Liu Baiyi once again focused his gaze on Ye Xuan. This time, however, Ye Xuan and Liu Baiyi's eyes met, both of them falling silent, and a repressive atmosphere began to emerge.
At this moment.
Liu Baiyi frowned. He organized this Social Gathering of Heavenly Pride to figure out who the mysterious Yao Yueye that killed Ye Xuan was.
