After the arrogant words of Ye Xunhuan echoed in his ears, the man's body trembled lightly again. Due to the mask covering his face, it was impossible to see his complexion, but a somewhat panicked look flickered in his eyes.
Previously, Ye Xunhuan had killed quite a few people, each one an exceptional fighter in their own right.
Now that Ye Xunhuan was about to make a move on him, he suddenly began to feel anxious.
"What, starting to get scared?" Ye Xunhuan caught the panic in the man's eyes, chuckled lightly, and spoke with a hint of disdain, "Before you came here, you should have realized that you could very well end up dead here!"
The man's Adam's apple moved slightly: "This is all a setup of yours, isn't it?"
Ye Xunhuan could have woken up earlier or later, but he happened to awaken just as the man's sword was about to land on his neck.
This was just too coincidental, wasn't it?
When things are too coincidental, there's usually a catch.
