The moment that icy gaze sharp as a sword fell upon Zhu Bufan, a chill crept over him, and he quickly turned around. The surrounding crowd had clearly noticed Zhu Bufan's previous action.
The look from Grand Steward Lius of Lanyue Pavilion was as if he wished to flay and dismember Bufan alive, while Wang Hui's gaze brought Zhu Bufan great shame. Even though Huo Ling's stare felt like thorns on his back, it still couldn't reach that intensity.
"Could it be an illusion? This hateful gaze is rather unusual..." Unfortunately, the gaze had disappeared in an instant, leaving Zhu Bufan unable to ascertain who had looked at him with such enmity.
Finally, Zhu Bufan and his three companions, after passing through many defenders, arrived at the gateway to the tower's second floor.
