The people behind Jiang Chao dispersed, looking back, they saw a tall man's silhouette standing there, at least half a head taller than Jiang Chao. Beside him stood someone slightly smaller in stature and age. Scarman's face suddenly changed upon seeing this person.
The group involuntarily retreated behind Scarman.
Lu Beichen strode inside. His already stern face was now overcast, his tall form and powerful aura suffocatingly oppressive.
He walked up to Jiang Chao, leisurely took the gun from his hand, then expressionlessly cocked it, his movements smooth and fluid. Even so, the slender fingers upon it appeared exceptionally elegant.
Yet, the crowd took a step back in retreat.
Tong Ji Yang walked up beside him, asked awkwardly, "Brother Beichen, do you want to use my gun? It's the latest model!"
Scarman's stature softened, even the Crown Prince treated this man with great respect—Lu Beichen!
