Yellow Hair looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment, not expecting the person who defeated him to be so young. Especially the aura exuded with every movement, it made him involuntarily feel submissively awed.
His eyes flickered, and suddenly he made a move to snatch the gun, catching the other off guard, aiming for his vital spot. The young man spun around, leveraging his long legs, hooking his foot back with such speed. In that moment, Yellow Hair was internally amazed, but it was already too late to dodge. The next moment, his head buzzed, and he toppled to the ground.
He passed out completely.
The young man stepped over him with his long strides and reached out his hand towards Xiao He, whose gaze was too cold. Xiao He instinctively clutched the item in his arms tighter.
The young man narrowed his eyes.
It seemed to get even colder, and Xiao He was so scared that he almost started crying.
Being so handsome, why was his temperament so cold...
