Yang Xiao's expression remained unchanged, even carrying a hint of a smile, but in Granny Jin's eyes, her heart sank half way. She was already feeling guilty, and today she feared Yang Xiao might use her as a warning to others.
Under Yang Xiao's gaze, Granny Jin had no intention of resisting. She had already learned that last night Yang Xiao faced over twenty Angel Envoys alone, among whom there were even three matching her own strength.
Yet within just a dozen minutes, all over twenty Angel Envoys were taken down by the man before her. Such strength could no longer be described as powerful, it was terrifying.
"Granny Jin, the Marquis is calling you," Tong Han raised his head and reminded, his voice neither fast nor slow.
