The man with thick eyebrows looked at Xiaoyang in surprise and wondered how this fellow knew what he was thinking.

"You... I... I don't want to get revenge.

He looked at Xiao Yang, explaining in a disagreeable way.

Xiaoyang laughed, said nothing, turned and left, leaving the bushy-eyed man and the other three, in the wind disorderly.

Xiao Yang went on, but he did not open his mind again.

After a while, he peeped into the minds of seven or eight people. It really took a lot of energy and made his head ache.

It seems that it is not enough to cultivate one's own martial arts. Otherwise, even if...