Quan Jue stopped in his tracks and looked at him indifferently.
They were of similar height, and Quan Jue was only a head taller than Xu Ye.
As the two of them stood facing each other, their unyielding aura seemed to have materialized, causing the surrounding airflow to seemingly slow down.
"Quan Jue, you sure are cool." Xu Ye's lips curled into an unruly smile, but there was no smile in his eyes. His gaze was filled with provocation as he looked at Quan Jue intently.
Quan Jue curled his lips lazily and looked nonchalant as if he didn't care about Xu Ye at all. "Not as good as you."
"Why are you so f*cking arrogant?" Xu Ye was already suppressing his anger, but Quan Jue's nonchalant attitude had completely infuriated him. He reached out and grabbed Quan Jue's collar.
"Xu Ye, let go of him!" Right at this moment, Chi Jiao ran over with a pale face.
She stared at him angrily with her doe eyes, like an angry cub.
