Satan sneered and suddenly disappeared from the hall.
Shen Yanxiao stood rooted on the spot with a confident smile on her face.
"Little fellow, you are too confident. Playing with me like this will result in punishment." Satan's voice suddenly came from behind Shen Yanxiao. He had already come behind her and reached out to grab her.
But in an instant, a tall figure stood between Shen Yanxiao and Satan and grabbed Satan's wrist.
"You don't deserve to touch her." The cold voice seemed to be able to freeze the air. Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked coldly and arrogantly at the surprised Satan.
Satan immediately withdrew and looked at Xiu beside Shen Yanxiao in disbelief.
"How does it feel to fail miserably?" Shen Yanxiao turned around and looked at Satan with her arms crossed over her chest.
Satan's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked dangerously at Xiu standing in front of him.
