Qin Tian scrutinized Bai Xiyue, feeling the killing intent emanating from her up close, a raw and unprocessed killing intent.
This woman has killed quite a few.
This was Qin Tian's assessment of Bai Xiyue.
With just Xue Yao alone, Qin Tian couldn't handle it. If you add this woman brimming with killing intent, Qin Tian would definitely be overwhelmed.
So, after some thought, Qin Tian feigned reluctance and said, "Alright, since you put it that way, if I don't agree, I'll seem petty. Haha, ladies, see you later."
Qin Tian took the storage bag from Xue Yao and left without lingering.
Bai Xiyue, who had not spoken, stared at Qin Tian, eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"What's wrong, Sister Yue? Are you mesmerized by him? You didn't even blink."
Xue Yao waved her hand in front of Bai Xiyue's eyes.
Bai Xiyue whispered, "Is he just a regular person? Why do I feel a familiar presence emanating from him... This feeling... I've encountered it before... Strange..."
