The next moment,
"Ordinary person?" Ling Xi's icy eyes turned sharp, her cool voice indifferent, "Just now, was it only you here?" Her gaze scrutinized him.
It seemed that there was nothing glowing in this man's hands.
"Yes... yes." The sunlight refracted, and the man appeared a bit dumbstruck as he gazed at the face that seemed almost ethereal in its beauty. He didn't know if he was frightened by Ling Xi's murderous aura or amazed by her looks, or maybe both.
"What are you looking at? Keep staring and I'll gouge out your eyeballs!" Seeing the other man's roving eyes constantly fixed on Ling Xi, even as he nearly faced death, he dared to stare at Sister Xi like that. Leng Mengmeng grew somewhat angry, her force pressing down on the man grew suddenly heavier, the man winced as cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he cried out in alarm and no longer dared to look at Ling Xi.
