Zhang Xiaoshan completely ignored Ye Hao's extremely threatening gaze.
His eyes fell on Liu Xinran.
A bruise had already appeared on Liu Xinran's face.
Last night, when he met with Liu Xinran, she was fine.
It's obvious that something happened after they parted ways.
Seeing Zhang Xiaoshan's gaze, Liu Xinran could only turn her face to the side.
Her face had been punched by Ye Hao, and although the injury had improved a lot overnight,
the bruise on her face still hadn't faded.
"Hmph!"
Upon seeing this, Ye Yan snorted coldly.
"You little slutty femme fatale siding with outsiders."
"Others deliberately humiliate our Zhenwu Hall, and you're flirting with them!"
"Looks like you and this kid have something shady going on."
"That's why last night you sneaked news to him!"
As soon as Ye Yan brought this up, the others from Zhenwu Hall were very angry!
They are disciples of Zhenwu Hall, and their actions represent Zhenwu Hall wherever they go.
