Lu Yanchen stopped in his tracks and swerved around entirely. His face was cold and murderous as that overarching body of his looked down and snarled at her, "SCRAM!!"
His voice seemed as though it was lined with a layer of ice, causing the entire air to freeze up with a chilling gust. Slow and deep, it would bring about goosebumps to anyone nearby.
He Xinnuo was so scared that she stumbled back a few steps.
With his eyes wide open, the way the man was looking at her was filled with contempt and disdain, as though she was nothing more than a clown. She felt as though she was drowned within some ice-cold liquid right now as shivers ran through her body spontaneously.
All the surrounding staff were rooted as well, not daring to even breathe in deeply. This expressionless indifference that Young Master Lu was portraying right now was more frightening than his cool demeanor.
