At this time, he could see clearly the man's face. His face was whiter than Nangong's, and he was handsome. There was a grim smile on his lips. Although he was smiling, it made Ye Jingyu feel as if he had pulled it out

it's like wearing a mask

Ye Jingyu didn't feel any real Qi or real yuan power in that man, that is to say, he had a hard fight with himself completely by virtue of his physical power

but what even scares Ye Jingyu is that he can't feel the heartbeat of the other party, that is to say, he can't feel any anger in the other...