Wang Meng's voice was somewhat indifferent, but for some reason, Zhu Yankai sensed danger from it. Especially when he inadvertently met Wang Meng's deep, dark pupils, a shiver ran through his heart.
A chill surged from the bottom of his feet, causing him to take a step back involuntarily.
Even though he was slow, he knew that this person in front of him was not someone to be trifled with. At least, he wasn't someone Zhu Yankai could afford to provoke. This man was far more terrifying than those who intimidated without anger because the cold look in his eyes held a murderous aura that ordinary people couldn't possess.
