At this time, there were only a few decorations in the empty room, and a young man sitting there, who was about the early twenties.

"You are Yu Xiaochen, aren't you?"

Qin Feng threw the silver needle to Murong Xizhu, who was beside him, and walked into the room.

Murong Xizhu subconsciously caught the silver needle thrown by Qin Feng, but immediately followed him with anger, and a spiritual power directly shattered the silver needle.

But for Yu Xiaochen's sake, she suppressed her anger and walked towards the room, and closed the door at the same time.

When Qin Feng sat opposite him under Yu Xiaochen's guidance, Murong Xizhu sat on one side of the table and intentionally sat a little far away from Qin Feng and Yu Xiaochen.

"Brother Qin Feng, weren't you afraid just now?"

Yu Xiaochen asked.

Qin Feng smiled and replied: "Scared? What's there to be afraid of?"

Seeing Qin Feng answering like this, Yu Xiaochen asked again: "If it were an ordinary person, he might have been disorganized just now and blindly drew his sword."
Chapter completed!