Like a lion awakening from its slumber, the middle-aged man now opened his eyes, and the pressure emanating from his gaze made everyone's body shake uncontrollably.
All the way up till now, he hadn't lifted a finger; it had always been his servant doing the work for him.
But now that he'd begun to speak, the pressure was so imposing that one could hardly imagine how easily he could crush one's self, no simpler than an ant.
Even though he might not end up like the others around him, under the scrutiny of the other party, Xu Fan still felt a wave of pressure.
Feeling the oppressive force stemming from the other party's gaze, Xu Fan even had the illusion that under those eyes, he could hide no secrets.
"I am Xu Fan."
There was nothing to quibble about. As Xu Fan met the other party's gaze, he nodded.
"Heh heh."
The young man before him hadn't bowed his head under his gaze, unlike those around him, prompting Situ Jing to let out a cold laugh.
