As he looked down from on them, the stern man's handsome appearance and imposing aura instantly subdued all the other men who were present.
Even Wu Ze was forced to admit that he could not rival Yuan Xuan when that brat acted so suavely.
This man who seemed as though he had descended directly from heaven caused the women who were harboring sinister intentions to grit their teeth. How did Mu Chenyan win the heart of such an amazing man.
Yuan Xuan's voice was not loud, but it was sufficient enough to intimidate the guests. His question was directed at Feng Rao, but his gaze was fixed on Mu Chenyan's face as he seemed to stare directly into her soul.
The commanding air in his gaze was apparent. When she recalled that these were the same eyes that he had every night during his insatiable ravaging, Mu Chenyan shivered.
How much had he overheard?
