When Feng Lan walked in, she was immediately shaken by Xiang Yu's appearance. She had never known before that a person's gaze could turn so terrifying.
She had always heard of "beast-like eyes," but today she finally saw it for herself. She didn't know who was sitting across from Xiang Yu, but judging by the state Xiang Yu was in, they couldn't be any sort of good person.
Women's way of thinking is always this strange, and their standards for judgment are equally peculiar.
Feng Lan frowned and wanted to step forward, ready to ask the person in front of her some hard questions—what exactly had they said to Xiang Yu?
"Stop. Go outside first," Xiang Yu suddenly said coldly.
His voice was devoid of any emotion, like it came from a machine. Hearing it made Feng Lan deeply uncomfortable, as though Xiang Yu had turned into a stranger.
"Xiang Yu…"
"Get out," Xiang Yu shouted.
