Ye Tian nodded. Mo Yu, standing behind him, felt annoyed but kept silent, watching what he would do.
The man who spoke clearly seemed to be the leader of the six, his demeanor not that of a common man, if not wealthy and powerful, at least he was evidently more refined than the others.
"Hello, I'm Chen Yu. Can we be friends?"
It's said not to hit a smiling face. Before any inappropriate actions from the other party, Ye Tian saw no reason to make an enemy. He naturally extended his hand, "Ye Tian."
The people behind Ye Tian were quite dissatisfied with his attitude. Not to mention that in the Imperial Capital, Chen Yu was one of the few who excelled in both literary and martial skills, he also stood out amongst the younger generation. This unknown man hastened to act, which not only disappointed them but even Chen Yu felt ashamed.
