Yuan Tiance was soaked in a cold sweat, his sticky undergarments clinging to his skin, making him extremely uncomfortable.
The chill seemed to penetrate his very bones.
Is it because the night is unusually cold?
Looking at the empty rooftop, Yuan Tiance's eyes quickly dimmed, like dark clouds obscuring the stars, leaving only indifference.
Who on earth is he?
He was audacious and lawless enough, but he'd even mobilized the Ten Thousand Martial Guards.
And a Chiliarch from the Ten Thousand Martial Guards, no less.
Having long been in a high position, Yuan Tiance's vision and cunning were beyond that of an ordinary person. Of course, he knew what the Ten Thousand Martial Guards represented.
The Haoyu Group, despite its size and strength, was insignificant before such power.
"Sir, I promise I won't cause any trouble. I'll leave immediately after I see him," Yuan Tiance said after taking a deep breath to compose himself.
